► two are in despair◄
{►}—Mike wasn’t typically found in this sort of place. Not because he didn’t necessarily fit in, but because he usually made a habit of staying out of these sorts of places. For some strange reason, he couldn’t quite make heads or tails of the streets. He tapped the shoulder of someone near him, looking quite lost and dazed.
“Scuse me,” The Irish vampire said, clearing his throat. “Can ye ‘elp me find me way? I cannae seem t’ figure out where I am and I’d much appprecia’e help gettin’ meself home,” he said.











