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Mar. 8th, 2017 12:01 pm
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Time kept on passing, and Bonnie hated it. Her life was over, literally, and the more time went by, the more apparent it was that the world didn’t care and was perfectly happy to move on without her.

The people (vampires) around her didn’t seem to care either, or if they did, they didn’t understand and weren’t ever going to.

She felt like she was going to explode. Meanwhile, the sun still rose and set, the streets filled with traffic every morning, shops opened and closed and streetlights came on at night. Everything was normal and okay, except for her.

Sometimes she could sit still. It didn’t mean she was coping, but at least she could stay in one place. Tonight, she couldn’t. She felt like she wanted to start screaming or trashing the house. Kersen wasn’t home, which meant she didn’t have to bother trying to act normal, so she ran straight out the front door and slammed it shut behind her.

She took a completely unnecessary breath of cool night air. She didn’t feel better, exactly, but at least she couldn’t trash the house if she wasn’t in the house.

She started walking with no idea or care where she was going. It was coincidence that she happened upon a liquor store. A happy coincidence, in her mind. When you were in a shitty mood, what could be better than a whole building full of alcohol?

It wasn’t hard to rob the place. She didn’t even need to use her vampire powers. She just walked in, took what she wanted, and walked out. Nobody was paying attention.

It took a moment for her to get the lid off the bottle of cake-flavoured vodka (she was strong enough to lift cars now, but that didn’t mean she could open a goddamn bottle), then she kept walking, chugging the stuff as quickly as she could in hopes of getting well and truly drunk.

Date: 2017-03-09 01:30 pm (UTC)
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Isaiah hadn't quite adapted to the fact that he was actually of legal drinking age in this country, so his late-night outing had consisted of a coffee run. He was taking a break from a hacking project he was undertaking. Some big stuff from some of the letter organizations back in the States. He had to be careful, and careful meant long coffee breaks, changing of proxies and IP addresses, reloading and reconfiguring spoofing programs, that sort of thing.

Stuff that he kind of forgot about when he saw Bonnie walking down the street with a bottle of what appeared to be cake flavored vodka.

He just kind of stopped with his coffee, smiling at her like an idiot. "H-hey," he said to her, in greeting. It was good to see her again.

Date: 2017-03-16 10:13 am (UTC)
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"Hey," he said, again, grinning a bit wider, now, as he approached her. "What's up?" he asked, walking over to her.

Date: 2017-03-16 11:10 am (UTC)
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"That's... that's cool," Izzy replied, figuring that she was probably legal to drink. Except he remembered that he was, too. But then again, he didn't want to ask to share; that was a bit rude.

"Anything else?" he asked. "Just kinda walkin' around?"

Date: 2017-03-21 06:55 am (UTC)
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"No," Izzy replied, plainly. "I was just curious," he asked. "I was just kinda bored, wandering around. Doing the night owl thing. Was kinda surprised to bump into you." Pleasantly surprised, though.

Date: 2017-03-23 10:47 am (UTC)
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"What, you don't even have like, Netflix or anything?" he asked, skeptically. "Everyone has Netflix."

Date: 2017-03-28 01:48 pm (UTC)
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"Fair enough," he chuckled. "Want some company, or?" He figured he'd extend the invite, but, hey, some people needed to drink alone.

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Date: 2017-03-12 03:59 am (UTC)
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One person had noticed; Robin, who was paying for an expensive bottle of bourbon when she walked in and then walked out.

He didn't say anything, just walked up behind her as she chugged vodka straight from the bottle on the street like some kind of heathen.

"That was ballsy," he said. Though it seemed more like a statement of fact that than he was particularly impressed.

Date: 2017-03-14 07:41 pm (UTC)
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"Clearly not," Robin said dryly. "So are you poor, or just an asshole?" After all, even Robin paid for his own booze. What was there to be gained from stealing things you could just pay for?

Date: 2017-03-21 10:44 pm (UTC)
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Anael had been walking in the direction Kersen had indicated, hoping that he would run across the vampire's progeny. Kersen had described her, so when the angel spotted a redheaded teenage vampire drinking from a bottle, he assumed that that was her. What were the odds that there would be another one of them here now?

"Cake-flavoured vodka?" Anael read curiously off the label as his steps slowed to a stop. He looked and sounded like just another London youth himself, although he would feel somewhat different to her vampire senses, if she knew what to make of them well enough.

Date: 2017-03-21 11:08 pm (UTC)
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"Why not," Anael agreed, taking the bottle when she offered it. "Cheers." He took a sip and paused thoughtfully. "It's as sweet as you'd expect."

Date: 2017-03-22 12:27 am (UTC)
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"I don't think that I can," Anael answered honestly, "but I'll gladly share the vodka, if you'd like some company."

Date: 2017-03-22 12:12 pm (UTC)
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"You can tell I'm not human, can't you," Anael replied, without providing a more specific answer. "I'm a friend of Kersen's. I've been wanting to meet you for a long time, but... things came up. I'm sorry I've let it go this long, Bonnie."

Date: 2017-03-23 03:25 pm (UTC)
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"Well." Anael paused, thinking it over. "People have tried to get me drunk, if that counts?" He'd never attempted it himself; he did not see the point of drunkenness. But he'd let people push drink after drink on him, without ever feeling the effects of the alcohol.

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