Giles looked longingly at the bottle of whisky. It wasn’t every day an apocalypse was averted, Xander let him have the last jelly donut, and Anya revealed that she was, incredibly, his grandmother, with more greats in front of that than he’d had – cups of tea. So that was why she’d been having all those late night sessions with Willow! Tracing his family tree online after a freak trouser- tearing accident had revealed his family birthmark, the Giles rabbits rampant.
Virtuously, he filled the kettle instead, running his hand over his swollen stomach. Alcohol was so bad for the baby.
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