@angelheartcd // plotted for buffy.
buffy needed a break from constant training and patrolling, nobody would die in five minutes, would they? she knew that it was possible, but just some fresh air that wasn’t inside of cemetery was warranted. a hand ran through her hair, pulling the ponytail out with ease.
a five-minute walk and she’d head back, train and then patrol. she was used to it by now, but it didn’t mean she liked it. the blonde was still a teenager and had teenager wants, even if that didn’t exactly line up with her life. her arms spread out, stretching.
she started her walk, eventually parking herself in front of a store. three more minutes and then she’d go back.










