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Buffy sat looking at the piles of bills on the table. It was amazing how much four people could eat in a week. Just as amazing was how much washing powder and softener they could use. Did sheets have to be changed every day?
Last night when she came back exhausted from patrol, every light in the house had been blazing, the TV was on, the drier was working in the basement, empty pizza boxes and ice cream cartons were on the table and Willow, Tara and Dawn were all asleep.
“Will,” she said suddenly and her friend looked up from where she was whispering in Tara’s. “We need to work out how much you and Tara are going to pay me in rent.”