Night of The Hunter

       ”I’m sorry, what happened to her?”

She hates to have made things awkward. Her arms fold and she wipes her eyes.  "She was killed."

"You’ve been starin’ at that grave for awhile."

She jumps at the sound of his voice, before turning to face him. "It's my Mother's grave." 

"Sorry, what?"

"Ignore me. Why only 5? With a face like that I'd imagine it'd be more."

"Aw shit, it’s more than 100… Nah, I’m joking, it’s less than 5."

"Don't worry about it, then. Someone curious about your sex life, handsome?"

"Does it really matter how many girls I’ve slept with?"

"If the answer is less than 1 or greater than 100, then yes." 

"Who the fuck are you?"

"I'm Maia, kitten. Now, who the fuck are you?" 

              ❝ —even if it has to do with                   vampires. m’sure you can                   handle it, sweetheart. ya                   look like a tough gal. ❞

"-oh! I am more than capable. I just figured you'd like a little distraction from the mundane."

"If it was meant to, then you would be dead."

"Oooh, so what where you aiming for then? Or are you just playing with yourself?"

         ❝ whatever it is, m’not in the mood for it. ❞

"Not even if it has to do with a group of vampires?"

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