TIDE.

LYSOL 💙

as light seeped into the store and the first few employees got ready to begin their shift, a 4'3" lady with astonishing turquoise orbs that shone and glimmered when sunshine hit swept her strawberry blonde meter long hair swiftly into a bun which complimented her milky white skin.

she wore a baby pink cardigan with peaches she stitched onto them herself to cover her arms which glistened as if they were diamonds in the sunlight. she didn't wanna be seen as a freak. the world around her was too harsh, far too judgmental for her petite body and timid personality to handle.

suddenly, a man radiating the aura of a mafia leader walked in. his looks alone took the strawberry blonde's breath away, making the staff member smirk and push strands of her hair behind her ear subconsciously.. the unknown male's beauty was out of this world. it was almost as if he came straight from a fairytale - which wouldn't be impossible. after all, she herself had been hiding her vampire origins since 1900 b.c.

his nose as slender as a sword made by hephaestus himself; his siren eyes, heart shaped lips, strongly arched eyebrows and luscious raven locks looked so perfect, it was as if his face was carved by aphrodite - like eros and narcissisus combined. not a single god nor goddess could compare to what the man looked like in natasha's eyes. in all her years of living, there had never been a man that fascinated her.

until she saw him.