Apr 02, 2006 17:48
I heard a soft melody in the background as I tried to picture the bar in my head
"What the fuck man... when you comin' down here?"
I woke to the silence of bad reception and a young woman tugging on my necktie
As stiff as the whiskey in my hand, the question was daylight to a vampire's eyes.
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