the death of a bachelor.

adam james frost twenty-two 212, kiwi, vampire. ❝ dress me up & watch me die. ❞

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ctrl-everett:

“Not really but I’ll take it,” Everett replied with a teasing wink before taking another few gulps of his drink, “It is rather quiet for a town that is full of supernatural creatures isn’t it?” He paused, “I’ve been pretty great actually. I’ve got a date.”

“It is. I wonder when the next brutal ‘accidental’ murder or tragic human vs supernatural creature attack will happen. Those always seemed to make things interesting,” he mused with a shrug. “Oh? Well now you’ve got to spill. Is it that bookish girl you’ve been smitten with since you pretty much laid eyes on her?”

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altadeline:

“You said ‘debatable’ about thirty seconds ago. Did you forget that?”

“Exactly,” he replied with a smirk. “That’s neither a yes or a no. It’s exactly what debatable means -- it’s up for debate. I like to keep you on your toes.”

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erxkblxckthxrne:

“What can I say? Something about this little town always brings me back,” Erik replied, “Same to you, old friend. How have you been?”

“I’d judge you for that, but I’ve fallen under that same spell. There’s just something about Avondale,” Adam agreed with a chuckle. “I’ve been good. Nothing too exciting happening for me at the moment. I’ve actually been debating traveling for a while again because nothing much seems to happen around here,” he admitted. “How about you?”

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eviedeboer:

“Then Adam it is. Definitely nice to meet you.” She nodded to the bartender once their drinks arrived. “You can call me Evie.” 

“Well then cheers, Evie,” he said, raising his glass to clink with hers.

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ctrl-everett:

“My point is that when your friend invites you for a drink, it’s polite to wait for him to arrive before starting,” Everett said, as he finished his drink and ordered another, “How’ve you been then, mate?”

“Alright -- next time I promise I’ll wait. You happy?” he said, ordering another drink himself. “Me? Quite alright. Enjoying the peace and quiet Avondale seems to offer,” Adam said, taking a swig of his drink once the bartender brought theirs over. “How about you?”

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altadeline:

“Of course I know you’re seeing others, my dear, I am too. But if I’m not your favourite bartender, then I don’t think you’re deserving of a discount.”

“Did I ever say you weren’t my favorite?”

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erxkblxckthxrne:

“Adam? Long time no see, mate.”

“I heard you were back in town -- had to come see if the rumors were true. It’s good to see you.”

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erxkblxckthxrne:

“Are you just going to stand there or are you going to join me?”

“I thought you’d never ask.”

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eviedeboer:

The girl smiled sweetly to the bartender. She leaned up against the bar, watching the bartender make the drinks. “So, you gotta name pal? I should know who to thank for getting me a nice drink.”

“Adam works just fine,” he replied. “And yours? I’m certain its only normal that I should know who I’m buying a drink for.”

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ctrl-everett:

“You make a fair point but perhaps you could have worked on it instead of relying on the universe to remind you to do it,” He paused and added, “Cheers,” Before downing his drink.

“Eh, what’s the point?” he said. “Cheers,” Adam added, downing his own drink in time with Everett.

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altadeline:

“Well now that I know you’re potentially seeing other bartenders, I take it back.”

“Who said I was limiting myself to just bartenders?”

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adrian--porter:

“I don’t need to be a fast runner.” 

“Good for you then,” Adam replied with a slightly confused tone, but let it go as the lock finally gave way.

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adrian--porter:

Adrian let out a soft groan. “I’m not staying behind for you if we get caught.” 

“I hope you’re a fast runner.”

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adrian--porter:

“Are you sure this is legal?” 

“Relax, mate,” Adam said as he picked the lock with experience. “Besides -- I never said you had to stick around. So be my guest. If you can’t handle it, scram.”

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astridalstrom:

“I’d beg to differ and say it’s the complete opposite of a gift, but hey if you’re happy being boring, who am I to judge?” the blonde wiggled her brows playfully, reaching for her shot. “But are you really trying to tell me you never go out and have a jolly good time? You know, doing something careless, break into a zoo at night and attempt to set the animals free sort of thing?”

“More like waltz into a mansion, kill a gajillionaire and then take his money, houses and cars. Is that a jolly enough time for you?” 

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ctrl-everett:

“You are much older than I am, you don’t have an excuse anymore,” Everett joked and gestured for a drink from the bartender.

“Except the universe has more important these to keep tabs on than my patience, so I’ll do just fine,” he smirked, clinking his glass with Everett’s once his came over.

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eviedeboer:

“Good plan. I’m glad you thought of that.” She smirked a little leaning her head on her closed fist. “I’ll take a nice glass of whiskey.”

With a curt nod, Adam motioned for the bartender with two fingers. As he came over, Adam placed his empty glass down before him. “Two of your nicest glasses of whiskey please.”