He was grumpy as he sat on the couch in his living room, arms folded over his chest and glaring at the coffee table. Knowing Felicity, she was going to take her own sweet time to come over and help him out. God knew if she would even bother to. He literally had no idea how they had been friends before she had turned him -- and now, well, it was not like he had a choice. He couldn’t go around asking other vampires for help if he wanted to keep it a secret from everyone, especially his family. He didn’t know how long he sat there but finally there was a knock at the door and he rushed to get it. “About time.” he rolled his eyes as she walked inside. “So, what do we do?”
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