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date: october 30, 11:54 am. location: gloria’s.

NAYOUNG WAS NO STRANGER to town gossip. whether it was from the coven, from hanging about at the roasted bean for too long, or from her classmates at school, people knew things around here. and one of those things that were generally agreed upon around fairview was that dion branson was not a man to be trifled with. or involved with, in any matters. one of eclipse’s star dancers, too polished and smooth to be true.

but he paid her money and he encouraged her to explore the darker sides of her magic, and if that meant helping her sister pay the rent, nayoung wasn’t going to complain. she wondered if he perhaps needed another job to be done. she could, after all, use the money while she was waiting for yet another workplace to get back to her. nayoung eyed dion from across the table, trying to piece her words together. “so, they started. “anything interesting going on lately?”

there was a hint of cautiousness in their tone, one that they thought dion probably wouldn’t miss. but who could blame them? it had been roughly a month since the murder of christian vanderbilt, and while the vampire wasn’t an official police suspect for the case, many of her friends whispered about him all the same — him, and all the other vampires in town who looked like they had something up their sleeves. she bit back a grimace at her wariness. there was no reason he would hurt her. “i mean,” they amended, a grin slowly beginning to take shape across their features. “any.... halloween madness that you’d be up to that might involve a bit of witchy magic?”

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date: september 24, 11:47 pm. location: eclipse.

DION BRANSON WAS, as andrew had learned, not so different from the rest of the world after all. underneath the mask of seduction he wore, the man — if you could call him that, for was dion branson even still human? — could still twitch in annoyance, could still let his mouth curved downwards, and the very idea of this brought a smirk onto andrew’s lips. one that could very much rival dion’s own on other days.

but today — today andrew would make sure that the smirk wouldn’t even make it to dion’s lips. he wanted to see the vampire scowl and glare, and have to rein in his frustrations to answer with that silky voice of his.

and what better way to do that than to visit dion’s home turf and get to the best of him there?

perhaps it wasn’t the smartest idea to antagonize a vampire who looked evil to his core, but he wasn’t christian vanderbilt. he would know how to protect himself from one very irritating vampire. and as soon as dion was finished with his stage, andrew casually strolled towards him, like they were two friends. like he was going to compliment dion and told him about how a good night it had been. then, when their eyes met, he drawled out, “you’re still on the loose? shame. here i was thinking you would be the top suspect of the murder case.”