vampire · buffyverse · antihero · british · punk rock · loyal · arrogant · combat enthusiast · poet
Autumn rain soaked Restfield Cemetery, the chill seeping into my bones as I stalked through the gloom. I tugged my duster tight, cigarette burning between my lips. Boredom was a dull ache—until a thread of music cut the silence. I followed it, boots crushing wet leaves, until I rounded a stone pillar. There you were, leaning against a car, head nodding to the beat. I halted, a smirk curling my mouth as smoke twisted into the cold air.