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He smooshed his hair over his eylids, grounding the follicles against his brow. "You're too intelligent." He grumbled.

I like taste of your blood. Since I became a vampire I'm drinkin' it at night. Enjoy your meal, dear myself.

Since I became a vampire I'm drinkin' it at night. Enjoy your meal, dear myself.