Oct 20, 2019
Edgar had been zoning out, a bit of caramel on his lip as a candy apple hung limply in his hand. The festival reminded him a lot from when he was still human. Wildemont had small fairs in the olden times, though it was far more humble than the extravagance of this weekend. His nose wrinkled as something wet and slimy touched his skin, the smell unpleasant.
Shaking his head away, the vampire finally noticed the two dogs. One reaching back up to lick the caramel off of him, the other devouring his forgotten apple. Managing to shoo them away, Edgar got up, noticing someone looking in his direction. With an exasperated chuckle he waved around what was left of the sugary treat. “You want in on some of this too?” he joked.
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