SHE DIDN’T KNOW WHY SHE WAS THERE. bars weren’t really her thing, they never have been. even when she was human, she didn’t drink and as a vampire, it was the same. but the reasoning between her two situations were incredibly different― as someone who depended on blood for their life source, anything else just seemed unappetizing to her. so when the bartender asked for her order, the girl didn’t know what to say. she didn’t want to not order a drink and seem weird. she was in a fucking bar for christ’s sake.   “   uh-   “   belle chuckled nervously, trying to think up a response that didn’t sound as stupid as she felt.   “   what do you suggest?   “