For my eyes only
Man, I’m not even sure where to start. The last few weeks have been a complete blur. Between my late night dances with Darla and the new improved drugs Knox has me on, it’s hard to keep up.
Lately it’s been hard to distinguish which is my actual paying job and which is a side-gig. Though I have to admit, the general killing of it all makes it worthwhile. The things I get to do now? Well, let’s just say if it weren’t for Knox I’d be pretty damn useless.
Both To Eve and the Vampires of this world.
What makes it all the more rewarding is the fact that I’m able to do twice as much as I was capable of doing before. Faster. Stronger. Powerful. Mmm. I’m starting to like this. Being the one with control.
Too long have I sat on the sidelines while other people get the credit. Not anymore, baby.
I don’t even know where to start with Darla. I mean to say, I know she’s a vampire (I’m not a complete idiot). A client of Wolfram and Hart. But I just can’t stop going back to her. She makes things… less boring.
I honestly don’t know how I get myself in these situations…