Riley

"Buffy!"

A blonde guy was looking at her, eyes wide. Ooh, she did love a scandalised reaction. Pretty broad shoulders, a little generic but hey, not too bad looking. Faith cocked her head, a little disappointed he seemed to be trying to keep his gaze at eye level.

So he knew her name? Was he a casual acquaintance of B's, or-

"What are- why are you-"

He started holding his folder up, lifting it in front of 'Buffy's' chest, vainly trying to offer her some modesty. Faith raised her eyebrows and batted his arm aside.

"Hey, no hiding the goods," Faith said. "It's not like I don't know."

"But why would you"

"Wait, you know me?" Faith said. She bit back a sigh, eyeing him speculatively; as much as exposing Buffy to her friends could be fun, did her friends have to include goody-goods too?

"Buffy?" he said. "Of course, it's me, Riley."

"Riley?" she said. She was pretty sure she'd heard that when investigating B's life before the bodyswap, her memory was a little fuzzy. "Hey, so if you can tear your eyes away from a moment, you see that brunette staring at me?"

"What?" Riley said. He blinked. "Wait, who..."

"The hot one," Faith said impatiently. "Glaring a lot."

"Uh... yeah?"

"Go talk to her," Faith said. "You'll be interested. I should probably be going though."

Honestly sorting things out with Buffy probably did have its advantages. There was no need to make like she really had a clue who any of her newer friends were. Faith waved, before brushing past him, sauntering off.

She quickened her pace to ensure he wouldn't catch up by the time Buffy explained things. Save her the trouble.

That, and walking through the hallways of UC Sunnydale never got old, when she had all of Buffy's body to display. She went into Buffy's room, smirking to see Willow already at work at the desk; as ever Willow's eyes widened at the sight of her friend's naked body.

Faith walked over, pulling a chair up so she could be closer. She parted her legs slightly, slumping back; it wasn't like she had much else to do, beyond idly plan.

"Hi, uh," Willow faltered. Faith tilted her head.

"You ok, Red?" she said.

"I don't want to keep lying," Willow squeaked suddenly. Her cheeks blazed red, unable to keep from glancing down. "Buffy keeps asking about if there's a way to go back, and I can't..."

"Sure you want to give this up?" Faith said.

She leant closer, tits shifting slightly with gravity; Willow's eyes kept being drawn down.

"I- I- uh..." Willow said, flustered. "I just- Buffy's my friend, I shouldn't... I really shouldn't be lying..."