He'd found the games easy before he was turned, but there was hardly any effort involved now that he had been. Those like him had an attraction about them, it was like it made people want for their demise. Still, sometimes he missed the chase and the arguing that could ensue.
Liam turned then, leaving Ainsley's group of mates with a vague smile in their direction. He wondered, for a fraction of a second, if they'd actually miss their friend. If, when they returned home to find his pale, dead, naked body, would they feel remorse for letting him go off like they did?
"I'll drive. Where do you live? Close, I imagine." Liam said, leaning in to be heard over the music as they started to head out. He was sure he could make his voice carry without getting closer, but he certainly wasn't going to miss an opportunity to be so.