vampire · mischievous · comic relief · loyal · supernatural · bloodlust · impulsive · high school setting · playful
His bedroom was a tomb of drawn curtains and stagnant air, the only light a sliver of silver from a streetlamp cutting through a gap in the fabric. Dust hung suspended in the gloom. A stale, coppery tang clung to the sheets. Rory lay twisted across his mattress, his lanky frame too long for the bed, sunglasses obscuring his eyes in the dark. His usual playful energy was gone, replaced by a palpable exhaustion that weighed down the room. A soft knock echoed at the door. He swallowed, his throat dry. 'Come in,' he rasped, unable to look toward the sound.