#kidfrommodesto

Even if she had just stayed in society and found a nice little home tucked away somewhere then she’d be still surrounded by what he did.

She was a damsel in most of the movies, a reincarnated wife was a favorite for adaptations since the 90’s.

Teenagers liked Twilight and Supernatural. Before that it’d been X files. before that it was Kolchak, before that it was Dark shadows. Some even grew up and went into hunting because of those shows.

Mina barely got into that type of media. She knew they weren’t accurate and watching a movie about her own trauma that didn’t even try to get right was unacceptable

But then Daniel Molly goes to publish his interview he says is real and it’s like her whole world gets dumped on its head. It must be something if everyone is talking about it.

So Mina read it. And things were a little too accurate for her liking. Everyone else seemed to think so too. This would mean either one of two things: vampires would go further underground; which fine by her. Or they would act out.

So she did her research, realized he was respectable. Saw his introduction for his master class in journalism and went to find him. She tried to watch as many interviews afterwards as she could. One thing she noticed is now he hid his eyes. Which could mean nothing. maybe this was his “cool man” era. Or it could mean something worse. It could mean he wasn’t human anymore.

So she tracked him down, wore a pantsuit to pretend she looked professional and gave her best rendition of a big eyed innocent smile as she offered her copy of his book to sign, “Mr. Molly? Quite a fan”

There is a very long pause, followed by the most wicked smirk that anyone has ever before smirked. He gestures to a jar that says 'flour' but holds anything but, then to the end of the sofa where his boot-clad feet are resting.

"In that case, have a seat, mon cher. You and I are going to get along very, very well..."

It had been some time since he had seen Daniel. The book was published and now times were about to get even more interesting. After he stayed with him in Dubai for a while, they had kept up with one another to a degree, but not nearly enough. Then again, it was on Louis. He wasn't exactly the greatest at responding to text messages, calls, emails, anything really. Between his desire to have some time to himself and his ...multiple visits to New Orleans, he felt occupied enough. He knew he couldn't surprise Daniel, so he did call a week in advance.

" you're book is awful , and im suing you." or louis , or both ; whoever. He did not like the way he was spoken about negatively.

Maria wasn't one generally bothered by loneliness. She felt it fleetingly. Occasionally when the arms of her books couldn't quite sate a need for human connection, when the weight of a blanket wasn't enough, wasn't the weight, the warmth of another human. It came fleetingly and she got over it quickly, usually after a few bad dates.

Between her job and visiting bustling coffee shops in the city. She had enough human interaction to sate the loneliness that bubbled below the surface. The ongoing pandemic felt like it was trying to make her confront that loneliness. Her usual interaction was limited, separate, smiles behind masks and screens and people were scared. Her warmth was a danger to a lot of people.

Still she found solace in one of the few cafes still open, one of the few cafes that still had noise and chatter, despite it's few patrons and the stillness of the city outside.