More vampires who 300 years later canât remember what was the truth and what was the lie they told to get out of trouble.
More vampires who are like, âI donât know, man, I spent most of that decade in an opium den.â
More vampires who werenât paying attention because they didnât think it would be important.
More vampires who donât know because there was lot of conflicting gossip and they donât want to point any fingers.
More vampires who are just bad at dates. âBack in 1620, or was it 1645, wait, what year is it now?â
More vampires who were on a totally different continent when it happened, so get off their back and stop asking them questions already.
YES to all of this but also consider: vampires who only remember the most trivial stuff.
âOh yeah, the only thing I remember about the American Revolution was this nice candlemaker I met sometime, and she was wearing this really cute red shawlâŚâ
âUhhh I donât remember much about the fall of Rome but there was this one fucking cobblestone right outside the coliseumâŚâ
Also consider: vampires who realize three or four hundred years after the fact that they knew someone famous.
Just sits up in bed one night screaming âTHAT WAS GEORGE GODDAMN WASHINGTONâ
























