starter for @lemonadecabaret ft summer
Summer knows the risk, she’s not some girl living under the delusion that vampires are tortured, sparkly, creatures in need of love and understanding. They’re dangerous, bloody, and capable of being utterly monstrous. Especially the one she’s been investigating despite her mentor’s disapproval. That hasn’t stopped the woman from following a lead to a local haunt for vampires and their human pets. More like prey in her opinion, but the woman doesn’t care to dwell on it as she enters. It only takes her a few minutes, and soon enough she’s making the rounds, asking questions, and getting no where. No one wants to talk about the vampire in question and it makes her wonder if the night will turn out to be just another waste of time.
“You wanna know about Niccolo, sweetheart?”
The voice comes from behind, her making Summer whip around with a barely contained curse on her lips. Fucking vampires, it’s like they make a sport of sneaking up on people. Summer pastes on a smile, getting the impression that this vampire doesn’t know a damn thing and is just trying to get her alone for a meal that’s sure to be on her. “You know, I think I got enough information. But thanks.” She says, slipping her notepad into her purse as she makes her way towards the door. She’s only made it a few steps out into the alley when she finds her path cut off by that same vampire, and for a moment Summer is sure that they’re about to attack when a look of fear and revulsion overtakes their features before they vanish in a blur of movement. “What the fuck?”
