Okay. When she gets the text, Buffy makes with the decisive. She can do this. Obviously, he wouldn't have text her and conveniently left out the directions to his office if she couldn't, so she can do this.
Probably.
... Maybe.
She starts ducking through the halls of the castle, slowly checking around. It takes a great deal of time before she's even remotely sure of her choice, but she does manage to make it to the right floor. She hesitates, knocking at first on the office door that she selects and then stepping inside, ducking her head in sheepishly. ]
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Okay. When she gets the text, Buffy makes with the decisive. She can do this. Obviously, he wouldn't have text her and conveniently left out the directions to his office if she couldn't, so she can do this.
Probably.
... Maybe.
She starts ducking through the halls of the castle, slowly checking around. It takes a great deal of time before she's even remotely sure of her choice, but she does manage to make it to the right floor. She hesitates, knocking at first on the office door that she selects and then stepping inside, ducking her head in sheepishly. ]
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