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Leave it to Cordy to decide he was too ‘broody’ and needed a dunking in the pool. Angel tredded water the best he could with his clothes weighing him down. He tried to glare but water was dripping in his eyes, “When I get out, do you think you can run fast enough that I won’t throw you in?”
Cordelia couldn’t help it— as soon as she saw Angel completely soaked, she burst into laughter. He just looked too funny, soaking wet with his normally gelled hair flopping in his face! Plus, she seemed to have achieved her goal; sure, he was ticked off, but he wasn’t brooding any longer.
Her giggles died abruptly at his threat. “Oh, no. Don’t you dare, mister. This shirt is new!” Kicking off her heels, Cordelia began to back away from the poolside before Angel even left the water.
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