#jamie 003.

The whole process was starting to feel routine, though checking in with those he considered his found family was far from something that caused stagnation. Especially when Casper knew there could be news and stories attached. It’s the same reason he would invite Dianna to dinner, take a moment to speak with his former thrall, and hear what rippled like an earthquake while he had been absent from friends at local bars. There was always a part of him that would get a thrill out of the encounters, even when those he spoke to seemed to lack information, there was something new to be discovered by everyone. But Jamie, though their time together was limited when it came to vampire years, held a different place within Casper that he couldn’t quite describe. Feet scuffed the ground just in front of the fellow vampire’s door before buzzing to be let in, unable to recall fully the last time he had been here, yet his body moved instinctually. “I’m surprised you’re here, wasn’t sure yah even used the casa much anymore,” emerald irises scanning the entryway that held no evidence that swayed him in either direction, “Didn’t think it would be safe to just leave this outside.” Hands clasped a neatly wrapped package in holiday wrapping that sported a horror twist to those looking closely, “Here, it’s from Marcella and I.”