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“100 bucks says there will be a ban in those sissy drinks like the Hurricane or a Pina Colada. Pretty sure everyone’s about sick of rain and everything related.”

        For the last couple of centuries that had passed, Sebastian had been exploring the world and enjoying every little pleasurable moments that it had to offer. He had met people & creatures that others would give just about anything to interact with and he had front seat for just about every beautiful and heartbreaking experience that the world had experienced. Being able to do whatever you wanted, and still, Sebastian somehow found his way to East End, a town he hadn’t been in since forever. Maybe it was because he had heard about the horrendous disaster that had hit the small town and maybe it was because he wanted to check up on his best friend, and the man who had turned him, Arthur Dragovic. 

This town was going to hell. That was all Keira could think of as she sat at one of the picnic tables, a coffee and a water in front of her from when medics had shoved both in her hands. The discovery of the body added on to how much of a dark turn things had taken recently. She had shoved the medics aside earlier, fighting them until they left her alone. Keira didn’t need their help, despite how she showed the clear signs of shock. Her leg still screamed in pain, a nasty wound healing from when she had fallen into the pit during the full moon the night before. But the discovery of the body still echoed in her mind. She could still smell the metallic scent of the heart on the ground. Hazel orbs flickered to the one who dared to approach her. “I’m fine. Please, go help someone who needs it.” Namely a human, though her voice was void of malice. Keira was just tired and spent. What was happening?

"You're not drunk if you can lie on the floor without holding on. Come on, I can test it if you like?”