Setting. Post season 2 Giles only.
Notes: Yeah, it's been a while since I drabbled and I'm sorry about that. I will try to do better.
Stupid, sodding thing. The bathroom faucet was not usually so hard to turn, but the splints on his fingers made it quite impossible. Giles sat on the side of his tub and brooded at his options. He'd been beaten, tortured, and broken into betraying secrets and now he couldn't even run a sink of water for himself. No wonder Buffy had run away - as a Watcher he'd totally failed.
Rising swiftly to the kitchen he returned with a knife, jammed it between the spokes and levered the faucet free. Bugger the landlord's damage deposit. He was not beaten yet.