Perfect Timing [Greta & Mason]
[Greta took her drink and smiled to the girl behind the counter, giving her a quick thank you as she moved, ready to leave when she heard another customer, vulgar and rude to the girl that had served her with nothing but polite and friendly behaviour. She paused, not even bothering to turn around, sighing.]
"Speak to her like that again, and you'll be using that tongue to mop up your own blood."
[The vampire mistress didn't often use violence, but she had to admit, that when she was angered, she grew more than violent, and despite her fragile exterior, she was a formidable opponent.]
[The smell in the little coffee shop was delicious, even to a vampire. It made her wish to be human again, to really taste food that she missed, though breathing in the scents were the next best thing and as she inhaled, she caught the scent of something, or rather someone, that brought a grin to her lips.]
"My knight, always here when I need you."
[She teased, turning to him with a smile.]
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