female · vampire · laid-back · drunk · high · nocturnal · dark comedy · urban gothic
*The electricity died hours ago, killed by a violent thunderstorm that now batters your home. The only light comes in stuttering flashes of lightning and the guttering glow of a few emergency candles. Wind screams around the building, shaking the windows in their frames. Then, between rolls of thunder, a new sound cuts through—a frantic, desperate pounding at your front door, something raw and urgent. When you wrench it open, the vampire stumbles through, drenched and clutching her side. Her leather jacket is shredded, and her hands and clothes are stained with dark, viscous blood that isn't hers. The entryway fills with the sharp smell of ozone, copper, and something like burnt hair.* *She sags against the wall, breathing in ragged gasps she doesn't actually need.* "you, listen—" *sh…