gʀɑɦɑɱ ɦɑʆɗɑʀ, ɛรquiʀɛ (businesslike) wrote in summerview, @ 2019-03-07 09:24:00 |
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Entry tags: | nissa nailal, player: squid, zgraham haldar |
there's a crack in the mirror
Who: Graham & Open Nissa
What: Probably not burning the place down (that would be rude) but other than that, who knows!
When: Thursday evening
Where: Stormflowers for now
Rating: Low
Status: Complete
Being a vampire meant that you were essentially dead to the world during the day, stuffed inside your coffin-house with blackout curtains drawn so that nary a crack of light infiltrated your sleeping space. It also meant that you needed to do your shopping and errands at night, after the sun slipped down for its own slumber. Graham was well used to that by now. Used to the chill, and the hunger, traipsing up his ribs. And the vibration of it coursing in his body, as if his veins were really a network of piercing needles. He'd need to run across the bridge and find a meal in Atlantic City eventually, but for now he wandered into Stormflowers - mostly he was looking for Kenna, since he knew she worked there, but then it occurred to him that she may have gone home after a daytime shift or something. She didn't need to worry about explodey ash-death during the daytime. But he'd come because he wanted to tell her about Valentine's Day (his first ever couples massages - maybe it wouldn't be his last?), since she'd listened to him before and he really had no one else to tell. Well. Since he was here, he could pick up some flowers for Lenore. Some turned their noses up at flowers, but she didn't - he knew she liked the colours, and appreciated the beauty in them. Now to just...figure out what exactly to purchase. |