As I woke up from my sleep, I realized it was nearly night. I sat down on the floor while hugging my knees, thinking how thirsty I am.
I waited for the sun to set completely with tired eyes.
And as the rays of the sun can't be seen anymore, I stood up. Went outside and walked in the lightly illuminated alley.
My throat's starting to feel really dry.
I need a drink.
I turned around as I hear commotion.
Right up the alley, there are men chattering and bottles clinking.
Just what I need.
I walked right up to them, minutes later I came back, with blood on my cheeks. I licked it clean.
Well, I didn't tell you what happened because I hate people watching me as I suck my prey dry.
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Bloodshot, Loveshot
RomanceMy drinks are red Your drinks are blue What I want is blood With a pint of love too