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❝ well, s’not even so much tha’ i dunno ‘bout this stuff. i have a, fer lack o’a better word, roommate tha’s one o’ya’. i know li’l ‘bout it. no’ lot, but a li’l. ❞ she laughed quietly, smiling back at him. ❝ i appreciate it. i really do. so uhm…wha’… wha’s it like? the thirst or even jus’ the change? i ‘onestly don’ wanna overstep any lines, really. so if i do, jus’ lemme know or no’ answer at all. ❞
He laughed and shook his head at her. “SO whats your roommate like?” HE asked with a smirk. “The thirst depending on a few things isnt too bad. I keep mine at bay, I only drink blood bags and drinking tea. For others its like an itch at the back of your throat that you cant ever make go away.” He explained. “…The change….its.. painful to say the least.”