He kept thinking back- wondering what the fuck had gotten into him. Was it some kind of spell? Why had he lost his mind?
Finally, his shoulders slumped in defeat.
"Guess this is it then. . ." he thought sadly- lifting himself from the bed; ". . she's just gonnna have to sleep this one out. . .hopefully, she'll wake up with no damages. . ."
At the corner of his eyes, he found the pile of her clothes. Soberly- in sad movements, he picked them up- and covered her naked body with them.
"See you later Angel. . ." he whispered.
As he turned his back to her, he bowed his head low and closed his eyes-
"I'm sorry. . ."
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