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[It's another time for a day in Anya's life. Only this time, she's currently in bed with her fiance, Xander, and trying to undress him. That is, until she hears the sounds of someone else in the room. Dream!Xander backs away from her, looking flustered and embarrassed. Anya? She just looks annoyed someone's coming in during orgasm time.]
Do you mind? We're a little busy right now.
Do you mind? We're a little busy right now.
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About what?
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[Too bad when she turns around the hallway's turned into Anya and Xander's aparment, so she walks out and goes absolutely nowhere, basically, which she realizes by the time she's in the kitchen, at which point she says loudly,] Oh come on, are you fucking kidding me here?
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I thought you said you were going to go.
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Is everyone dream getting some but me?
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I didn't realize everyone would be walking in on this.
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I guess we need to find a way to be more careful of what we dream about.
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...It's okay, Anya. I know you can't help it. Anymore than I could help the intrusion.