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@16-candles-mikey

Sigh. Furrowing his brows, he tries to think of how he can put this. He needs to say something. “Way Two? That’s what you wanted me to call you right?” Patrick ran his hand through his gingery colored hair, trying to speak. He stuttered for a second before it came out.

Mikey’s eyes widened in shock.

Clearing his throat and sighing, he tries to think of a way to convince the other. He was becoming desperate.

Scoffing, he turned away dramatically.

@16-candles-mikey

Sigh. Furrowing his brows, he tries to think of how he can put this. He needs to say something. “Way Two? That’s what you wanted me to call you right?” Patrick ran his hand through his gingery colored hair, trying to speak. He stuttered for a second before it came out.

Mikey’s eyes widened in shock.

Clearing his throat and sighing, he tries to think of a way to convince the other. He was becoming desperate.

@16-candles-mikey

Sigh. Furrowing his brows, he tries to think of how he can put this. He needs to say something. “Way Two? That’s what you wanted me to call you right?” Patrick ran his hand through his gingery colored hair, trying to speak. He stuttered for a second before it came out.

Patrick had a date. Well, a double date, to be more specific. He was meeting up with Pete, William, and Dallon. He knows of William and Dallon, but had never met them. He was a bit afraid to meet them, knowing William was a vampire and the leader of the Dandies.

Mikey muttered a curse under his breath, it was really a prime time to carry out what needed to be done. The other target was no where in sight, leaving Mikey to assume Gee had managed to pursue them.

Everything was quiet, calming, soothing, then someone yelled. Plates were dropped, and everyone started screaming trying to figure out who it was and where this supposed vampire is. Patrick quickly stood up and looked around. It was too chaotic to notice anything or anyone. It felt like the room was spinning. It’s been so long since something like this has happened.

Mikey caught a whiff of the blood and stopped himself from running out and attacking whoever cut themselves. Keeping his composure he quietly sauntered out of his place in the shadows. Other than his substantial height and his unusual use of sunglasses, he was barely noticeable. 

Patrick’s anxious thoughts are wiped away by a voice. Very quickly, he’s losing consciousness. Someone is doing this, but it’s all happening so fast he doesn’t know who. His eyelids become heavy. The room slowly fades to darkness. He hears a couple more screams from everyone and then it goes silent.

“I apologize for the uh, less than preferable meeting?” Mikey said quietly. His eyes were trained on Patrick from behind his dark lenses. He looked intimidating enough being nearly six feet tall, deathly pale and his signature dark sunglasses. 

Patrick looked around the room, getting used to his new surroundings. He’s terrified, but he won’t show it. He furrowed his brows.

If Mikey had any blood in his system he was sure he’d be blushing at Patrick’s crude comment. At least he understood being kidnapped and placed into a ‘spooky’ room was something humans were not used to.

Patrick blew a piece of hair out of his face. The other had looked completely stressed. He wanted to ask why, but didn’t want to stress him out more. He did have minor questions though, his stomach growling didn’t help either. Anyways, let’s start with an introduction.

“Well, uhm- my name is Way Two. I would introduce myself otherwise but…” Whatever he had said at the end of the sentence had been trailed off and inaudible. His voice was probably something of a shock when he spoke in his normal tone, coming off as awkward but gentle.

Way Two. Alright. Patrick didn’t want to ask about the end of the sentence. As stated before, he didn’t want to stress the other out. Way Two... That means there had to have been a Way One, maybe even a Way Three? However many Ways there were, he wanted to take notes on all of them.

Patrick had a date. Well, a double date, to be more specific. He was meeting up with Pete, William, and Dallon. He knows of William and Dallon, but had never met them. He was a bit afraid to meet them, knowing William was a vampire and the leader of the Dandies.

Mikey muttered a curse under his breath, it was really a prime time to carry out what needed to be done. The other target was no where in sight, leaving Mikey to assume Gee had managed to pursue them.

Everything was quiet, calming, soothing, then someone yelled. Plates were dropped, and everyone started screaming trying to figure out who it was and where this supposed vampire is. Patrick quickly stood up and looked around. It was too chaotic to notice anything or anyone. It felt like the room was spinning. It’s been so long since something like this has happened.

Mikey caught a whiff of the blood and stopped himself from running out and attacking whoever cut themselves. Keeping his composure he quietly sauntered out of his place in the shadows. Other than his substantial height and his unusual use of sunglasses, he was barely noticeable. 

Patrick’s anxious thoughts are wiped away by a voice. Very quickly, he’s losing consciousness. Someone is doing this, but it’s all happening so fast he doesn’t know who. His eyelids become heavy. The room slowly fades to darkness. He hears a couple more screams from everyone and then it goes silent.

“I apologize for the uh, less than preferable meeting?” Mikey said quietly. His eyes were trained on Patrick from behind his dark lenses. He looked intimidating enough being nearly six feet tall, deathly pale and his signature dark sunglasses. 

Patrick looked around the room, getting used to his new surroundings. He’s terrified, but he won’t show it. He furrowed his brows.

If Mikey had any blood in his system he was sure he’d be blushing at Patrick’s crude comment. At least he understood being kidnapped and placed into a ‘spooky’ room was something humans were not used to.

Patrick blew a piece of hair out of his face. The other had looked completely stressed. He wanted to ask why, but didn’t want to stress him out more. He did have minor questions though, his stomach growling didn’t help either. Anyways, let’s start with an introduction.

Patrick had a date. Well, a double date, to be more specific. He was meeting up with Pete, William, and Dallon. He knows of William and Dallon, but had never met them. He was a bit afraid to meet them, knowing William was a vampire and the leader of the Dandies.

Mikey muttered a curse under his breath, it was really a prime time to carry out what needed to be done. The other target was no where in sight, leaving Mikey to assume Gee had managed to pursue them.

Everything was quiet, calming, soothing, then someone yelled. Plates were dropped, and everyone started screaming trying to figure out who it was and where this supposed vampire is. Patrick quickly stood up and looked around. It was too chaotic to notice anything or anyone. It felt like the room was spinning. It’s been so long since something like this has happened.

Mikey caught a whiff of the blood and stopped himself from running out and attacking whoever cut themselves. Keeping his composure he quietly sauntered out of his place in the shadows. Other than his substantial height and his unusual use of sunglasses, he was barely noticeable. 

Patrick’s anxious thoughts are wiped away by a voice. Very quickly, he’s losing consciousness. Someone is doing this, but it’s all happening so fast he doesn’t know who. His eyelids become heavy. The room slowly fades to darkness. He hears a couple more screams from everyone and then it goes silent.

“I apologize for the uh, less than preferable meeting?” Mikey said quietly. His eyes were trained on Patrick from behind his dark lenses. He looked intimidating enough being nearly six feet tall, deathly pale and his signature dark sunglasses. 

Patrick looked around the room, getting used to his new surroundings. He’s terrified, but he won’t show it. He furrowed his brows.

Patrick had a date. Well, a double date, to be more specific. He was meeting up with Pete, William, and Dallon. He knows of William and Dallon, but had never met them. He was a bit afraid to meet them, knowing William was a vampire and the leader of the Dandies.

Mikey muttered a curse under his breath, it was really a prime time to carry out what needed to be done. The other target was no where in sight, leaving Mikey to assume Gee had managed to pursue them.

Everything was quiet, calming, soothing, then someone yelled. Plates were dropped, and everyone started screaming trying to figure out who it was and where this supposed vampire is. Patrick quickly stood up and looked around. It was too chaotic to notice anything or anyone. It felt like the room was spinning. It’s been so long since something like this has happened.

Mikey caught a whiff of the blood and stopped himself from running out and attacking whoever cut themselves. Keeping his composure he quietly sauntered out of his place in the shadows. Other than his substantial height and his unusual use of sunglasses, he was barely noticeable. 

Patrick’s anxious thoughts are wiped away by a voice. Very quickly, he’s losing consciousness. Someone is doing this, but it’s all happening so fast he doesn’t know who. His eyelids become heavy. The room slowly fades to darkness. He hears a couple more screams from everyone and then it goes silent.