for: @averylostsoul location: embassy
“You’re staring.” Mateo said it over his shoulder, glancing back at the vampire that bore holes into the back of his head. She looked hungry, he could see it in her expression— and the way that her gaze flicked back and forth too quickly, the whiteness of her knuckles. Embassy had been his for only a week or so now, but the transition in ownership had been otherwise seamless, in the day renovations took place and and night each subtle change was debuted. The vampire bar that Lucian owned was now his biggest competition, but as he turned in his seat, it felt like something useful to bring up, one vampire to the next. Mateo studied her features; she was pretty— with her dark hair and her doe eyes, but he was certain that he didn’t know her. “You should go over to Void, you know. They’ve got those back rooms to help with the whole,” he gestured, “Thirst thing.”
