Feel free to be a bunk mate
[Waking up while it's daylight is not Eric's strong point. In fact, as a rule he doesn't do it at all. Occasionally he'll wake up early afternoon in the prison, but more often it's an evening to late afternoon activity for him. Despite all of that, he is waking up in the morning feeling like he's been dragged behind a car, an experience he's intimate with. He scrubs his hand over his face and looks around the room, taking in stride that he's been moved and that he's starving. Protective instincts set in and he gets out of bed, expecting to do so with blur speed, when that doesn't happen, he looks down annoyed. He's got one of those anklets that effectively make him human.
And weak.
He hates that feeling. Now he has to find Sookie, protect her and be human. It all adds up to a cranky vampire.
Oh. And he's hungry.]
Sookie?
[He can be found later, prowling about the main shelter, looking cranky and attempting to figure out what the hell is going on here. Yes, he's read the advert, but he doesn't quite believe it.]