Jeff, The God of Biscuits, Sunday night

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Angel took Sean for a walk, then wound his way towards Jeff, The God of Biscuits.

Being inclined to brood when nothing else presented itself, Angel was currently brooding over the following things:

1) Would anyone show for the party?

2) Would he be expected to mingle and make small talk because... no. Just no.

3) Would Jeff, The God of Biscuits have an anti-puppy policy?

4) Would they be out of those Italian cookies with the sprinkles?

It was a rough life being a souled vampire.

[ooc: c'mon in party peeps. Or those who just want baked goods.]

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A water balloon hit him in the temple, right where his finger had been pointing and cool water splashed all over him. "What the hell?!" he yelled. He looked for the culprit, but whoever it was could not be seen.