"Is there nothing other than humans that have blood around here?", Angel growled at the annoyance of hunger. He couldn't even find a rat to feed on. As he headed back to his apartment he heard the music of the small neighborhood hang out. Deciding to grab something alcoholic he made his way into The Bronze. As soon as he stepped into the building the hairs on the back of his neck stood up. He felt her near and kept his eyes open as he made his way to the bar. He had seen her once before on the day she was called so he had a vague memory of what she looked like but almost a year could change a person's look.
He ordered a vodka and took his drink back into the shadows when he felt her strength. Stopping to turn around his eyes settled on the blond hair that she had pulled back. She turned to see him and he withheld the grin of her feeling him as well. He then watched as she hurried back to her friends forgetting about the drinks she had ordered.