Hey there asshole! You heard what I called you right? Armand? Daddy dearest maker! Imagine to my surprise to find our bed empty for 2 whole nights.
Is that your thing? Desapearing without a text? Boss that is the lowest you can go. oh by the way! Your annoying ancient bitchy sister? Friend? got me to hunt, and im talking about bianca here. So if you find bodies in the basement and if police comes knocking blame her. It would be much easier if you left a bag of your blood in the fridge!
Anyway.. I miss you.. and.. love you..
Did you misplace your glasses again? On your head.... like you usually do?
I didn't text because I left you a handwritten note on the kitchen counter. Clearly, "my bad" as the moderns say, because you don't seem to walk into the kitchen for anything unless I'm home with you.
For your benefit, I'll reiterate my note for everyone to see:
Marius is passing through town and has graciously asked me to join him for two evenings. Bianca is touring with him, and I've invited her to come stay with you whilst I'm gone. Go hunting together, be good. Remember what we talked about. And if you're climbing the walls, I've left a small bottle of my blood in the butler's pantry fridge. Make sure you bring it up to body temperature like I showed you before consuming.
I love you. Call if you need me. And don't fight Bianca please, she'll skin you alive and send you back to me as fleshy bedsocks.
Now, let's clear this up for the four-thousandth time this month.
Bianca Solderini = My blood sister, sired by Marius de Romanus.
-sigh- You can't possibly be this thick-headed. I know you're just doing this to piss me off.
There were no bodies in the basement, Bianca confirmed, good boy! I'm glad you two are getting on. You be nice to her. Keep your dirty fangs to yourself... You know I get jealous when you put them in anyone other than me.
Also, THE FRIDGE IN THE BUTLER'S PANTRY, you dolt!
I'm just laughing at the the idea of you missing my note, skulking around the kitchen, opening the fridge to find everything except what you wanted and not thinking to walk another six meters to your left where your relief is sitting patiently on the top shelf. With a label. With YOUR name on it.
I miss you too, babe. I can't stop thinking of you no matter where I am.
Keep the bed warm for me, I'll be home in an hour.
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