“– what?” she probably looks weirded out now, too, hand clasped around buffy’s elbow as she hurriedly leads her through the bustling courtyard of sunnydale high. “oh – no, it’s uh. bad tuna! at lunch.” brow is furrowed, head bobbing up and down. dawn’s glancing over her shoulder and seems to breath a sigh of relief. lips purse together, her hand raking a curtain of long brown back behind her ear as she catches her sister’s eye. her own roll, arms crossing defensively over her chest. “it’s a boy, okay? you wouldn’t get it.” no offense to buffy, but she’s not exactly the leading professional on normal, healthy romantic relationships. her high school boyfriend was a demon after all. “don’t worry – he’s totally sans vampire breath. plus he thinks i’m the biggest freak in school. probably the whole state.”