A Cautionary Tale for Vampires

[ ooc: meaning anyone from LV or SWS is more than welcome to play, just label accordingly ]

1. Think of the first word that comes to mind when you think of me.
2. Go to http://images.google.com and search for that word.
3. Reply to this post with one of the pictures on the first page of results -- don't tell me the word.
4. Put this in your own blog so that I can do the same.

Spike realized it might be a bit creepy, him showing up without asking for the address. But Xander had to know he could find him. It wasn't as if it was hard. They had lived together twice before, Xander's scent had become.. familiar.

And how disturbing was that?

He shook it loose, the one box to his name staring at him accusingly from the passenger's seat. Puffing on a stale cigarette, he pulled in next to Xander's ride.

Here goes nothing, he thought, a bit world-weary, as he climbed steps without a thought in his head. Within ten minutes of packing, he was knocking on Xander's door, and he wondered--stupidly--if he should have waited a bit longer to keep up appearances.

What was the use?