“I have something to confess, Emily,” James says with a pensive glare.
“You’re a vampire!” Emily blurts out.
“I’m a—how did you—?”
“The pale skin, the avoidance of sunlight, that one time you turned into a bat.”
“And you’re cool with that?”
“Oh, totally,” Emily sighs, “I love vampires.”
“I’m not some sparkling emo vampire,” James says, “I’m a blood-thirsty monster.”
“Yes!” Emily moans, “Drain me dry of blood!” She produces her bare neck, panting with passion.
“This is kind of creeping me out, actually,” James says, “I’m just going to let myself out.”
“Don’t you love me?” Emily weeps.
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This is awesome. I’ve often wondered how an old-school blood-sucker would react to something like this, and now I know.
Next is werewolf.
I was about to say, “I wouldn’t know what to do with a werewolf,” but it just popped in my head. So maybe it will come up in the near future.
HA.
No, Emily, he doesn’t. James was only after your O neg, but after you tried to force it on him, he really had to wonder whose fangs had been there before.
James may be a monster, but he’s not crazy!