“Be a dear and get me a refill,” Henrik said flippantly towards the bartender he had compelled to serve him. With his young looking appearance, it was hard for him to get alcohol - thankfully one of the many perks of being a vampire was being able to compel people. When the bartender brought his drink back, he sipped at him, his ears perking up slightly when he heard someone sitting next to him. “You know, people usually ask if the seat is empty before actually sitting down..” He murmured without looking over at them.















