Cry

That and a ton of anime

The book follows a new moth keeper named Anya needing to prove herself to her village as the new moth keeper. She carries around a lantern to lead them because the village needs the moths for the Night-Flowers to bloom. The village needs these flowers to thrive.

So anyway, it’s 3am and I'm getting ready for bed at the ripe old time of witching hour. They say bats sleep better at that time or something, beauty sleep, whatever. I’m getting distracted. I was getting ready for bed, coffin actually but yeah, my bed. And when I opened it I found garlic, who would garlic in my bed. That's insane. Are you trying to season me?? The worst part is when I went to take it out, wearing gloves of course, I don’t know where that’s been. He grabbed me and pulled me into the coffin. Who’s ‘He’ you ask well I don’t know, it’s hard to ask when you’ve got a stake to your neck. Usually I wouldn’t even have a guy in my bed, I swing the other way and fuck- that really hurts. “Could you maybe not try to kill me in my own home??” I pleaded with the odd man while he held the stake against my neck, he looked disgusted at the mere sight of me, as if I'm some kind of scum. How could I be disgusting, I’m a great guy. “You’ll drain me if I do.” He said like an absolute fucking idiot, he was in my house. Of course I’m going to drain him, he deserves it. I didn’t tell him that though, I retracted my fangs. Smiling sweetly at the man, he’s not much eye candy though so it took a lot out of me, “With what fangs?” The way he scowled at me was a little insulting. I always thought my acting skills were great, but clearly this isn’t an ‘Out of sight, out of mind’ kind of situation, is it?