#clark-r

It would’ve been nice to get her newfound thirst under control, but every passing pedestrian was viewed as a blood bag. The warmth and taste of blood straight from the source was more appealing than anything to the newborn vampire at the moment, and it had been ever since she’d been turned into a creature of the night. Those same thoughts ran rampant through her mind as she literally ran into another, the speed at which she’d been walking far greater than what she initially thought. “Hey—- watch where you’re going much?” A certain bite was evident in her voice.