The reason I've been keeping the chair is that I've been using it to shift focus to masochistic and broody Angel.
Faith took one look at the overly stuffed red velvet chairs and decided to stand. Angel was sitting. Of course Angel was sitting. He’d been practically bleeding guilt ever since he, or Twilight controlling him, had killed Giles. Faith was sort of surprised he hadn’t found a bed of nails to lie on.
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Faith took one look at the overly stuffed red velvet chairs and decided to stand. Angel was sitting. Of course Angel was sitting. He’d been practically bleeding guilt ever since he, or Twilight controlling him, had killed Giles. Faith was sort of surprised he hadn’t found a bed of nails to lie on.