She Consults Buffy

Andrew was left alone in the kitchen as Willow darted away five minutes ago. He decided to follow, to see where she went. He noticed she had headed to Buffy's sleeping place, in the basement. Willow had whispered Buffy up from her bed with Spike. Andrew crept over and watched the two girls chat.

"Buffy, I have a serious problem. I'm having feelings for... Someone unexpected," said the sexy red-head.

"Andrew?" asked Buffy.

"What?!" said Willow. "How did you know?!"

Buffy shot her friend a look, as if to say Oh, Come On.

"I didn't even know till five minutes ago!" said Willow.

"I noticed it when Andrew had his camera. You were only kissing Kennedy when he was filming. I noticed it afterwards--you were only with her when he was around, and then ditched her the rest of the time. It was like you only were with her to take out your other feelings from Andrew, or to let him watch and get aroused."

Willow's jaw-dropped. "But... I can't be straight."

"Willow, I hate Andrew," said Buffy. "He annoys me to hell. Hopefully, he'll die tommorow and get it all over with. But damn, Willow, if you aren't more horny around him then you were with Tara, Oz, and Kennedy combined."

Andrew stared in absolute shock, listening to the conversation.

"Wow..." said Willow. "You're right... But what can I do?"

"I think I have a solution," said Buffy. Willow waited. Andrew watched.