"Yeah, it means it's awesome. I'll take a beer, thanks." Frost felt like she was getting away with murder. Which was crazy because she had actually gotten away with murder on more than one occasion. And yet finding a vampire who would feed her and protect her somehow rated better than that.
Frost sat down at the table and she must have been hungrier than she thought because she began scarfing food down like she was starving. When was the last time she ate something substantial? She couldn't really remember. Frost had always been on the thin side and now that she was living in the apocalypse, the blonde psychic had gotten pretty damn skinny. The vest still fit though, just had to be tightened. She kept getting images of that police officer.
"So what do you do for fun around here?" Frost asked Selene, finally coming up for air after practically inhaling her dinner.