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It wasn't uncommon for Abel to sprawl out in bed to have a human nap, and tonight was no different. He curled up under a think comforter, a foot the only thing visible. He startled awake when he felt the mattress sink from another's weight, though he calmed when he realized who it was.

"'Morning," he blearily mumbled into Armand's hair, pulling the smaller man to him and making Armand be the 'small spoon'. It was quite comfortable under the blanket. Rather toasty. "Come here often?"

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 “Is this more than you bargained for yet?”

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I just saw your reply about Lestat's music in qotd, there's a band called Royal Blood and their album (of the same name) just for some reason sounds, to me, like what Lestat and his band would.

Oh wow! Thanks for the recommendation *u* 

First songs I tried by Royal Blood, Come on Over, and Figure It Out, and I already agree with you! The voice is in the range I’d imagine for Lestat; as much as I headcanon that Lestat loves Bruce Springsteen I don’t think his voice would be as low as the Boss’s. 

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So many new faces this evening. It was slightly off-putting, though not unexpected. Flavius supposed people were attempting to get as much time outside they could before the bitter cold settled in with the coming winter. He kept his distance but offered a polite nod, hands tucked into the pockets of his coat out of habit to hide the glass-like quality of his fingernails - a mark of the oldest vampires.  "Evening," he said quietly, sparing a subtle glance over the stranger's face.

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"My my, whats this. Yet another intrusion. To what do I owe the pleasure." The blue haired nobody gave a sigh, his amber eyes glacing up at the stranger expecting an answer. 

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"What are you doing here?" Armand hadn't known Santino was nearby until he saw him.

"I..." Well, yes, what was he doing on the Night Island? Eric had wandered off somewhere and he wished his ancient companion would be by his side so he would not have to face Armand on his own right now. "... I wanted to see whether you are well."