Arik (mortem_effugere) wrote in 4bidden, @ 2014-08-22 01:11:00 |
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The day had been long for the vampiric doctor. He didn't really have much of a chance to sleep over the last several days, what with what happened with Mitch and her donor. Vampires were created to be strong, but the longer he went without time for relaxation the harder it was to control his feeding needs. Surgeries could be dangerous and he had pulled a double at the hospital to make sure Mitch's donor was taken care of. Entering the house, he didn't bother to greet Claudia or Stefan, or see where they might be in the decent sized home. Arik immediately turned to the stairs and headed toward his bedroom. The master bedroom was located at the end of the hall, away from the three other rooms in the house. It allowed him privacy, and was originally meant to be privacy from visiting guests, not live in people. Arik didn't know how to be a master. He barely took care of himself, and though slaves were meant to take care of their masters in some fashion, they also had to be taken care of. Stripping off his scrubs shirt, he threw it into the hamper and laid down on the end of his bed, over the blanket. Blue eyes stared up at the ceiling, trying to figure out what he needed to get done next before he could relax again. |