The Mayor's eyes twinkle when he unveils the Playstation 2. Faith bounces on the couch, grabbing the controls. He's bought all her favourite games, the ones she could keep going in a Boston arcade all day on a single quarter. Ninjas and street thugs, she bests them all, thumbs jabbing the joystick, swearing. Punch, block, kick, leg sweep, boom! Spray of pixel-blood, death scream, and the screen goes black.

Faith chokes on her shout of triumph. She makes it to the toilet before she's sick.

"I do care," Faith tries to tell Buffy, but Buffy left her too long ago.

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November 25, 2004