Different Brands of Crazy || Deanna & Cal
"What do you mean you're-" Cal muttered into his phone before his whole face pinched in anger. He paused for a moment and glanced around before muttering, "No, I'm not making the pinched angry face, Claire. I'm not! You shut up! NO YOU." Cal hung up his phone and practically slammed it down on the counter. He and Claire hardly ever fought. Because it had been decided a long time ago (by Cal and Claire) that it was pointless because they were just fighting with themselves. Twins meant you were the same person, they'd deemed, and they were already crazy enough without adding "arguing with ourselves" to it.
He let out a breath through his nose and then picked up his phone to scroll through his contacts. He already knew Candy was busy doing somebody, so both of his other halves were busy - which made him mad. So he was using his contacts to find somebody to lay when he heard the bell to the front door of his sex shop ding. He turned his eyes to the door to see a pretty blonde, but the smell of vampire settled over him before he could get altogether too excited.
His brows knitted together though, as he realized that the scent was familiar. His blue eyes watched the vampire carefully, trying to place it. And suddenly he realized, she smelled like that dick vampire that Claire was hanging out with at this very second and neglecting him and his needs. Cal needed to at least pretend he got to bone his hot twin sisters once a week. That wasn't too much to ask, right?? With this vampire and Dan back in the picture... Cal knew he was about to see a lot less of Claire.
However, the longer he gazed at this vampire, the more he got over the fact that she was technically dead, and the more he felt a lil bit of a tingle in his pants. "Hey there," Cal said, his charming smile settling onto his face as she finally approached. "So, odd opening question, but you wouldn't happen to be related to a certain... male vampire who's hanging out with a female wolf that looks a lot like me, would you??" he asked, tilting his head a bit, "Because, if you are, I would like to offer that you and I hang out while those two lick each other's buttholes or whatever it is that they do with their time."
















