#mikechat

{►}—Michael knocked back a half a cup of coffee as he walked, seemingly unfazed by the extremely hot temperature. He let out a loud groan afterwards, wiping any remaining coffee from his mouth.

{►}—Mike wasn’t typically found in this sort of place. Not because he didn’t necessarily fit in, but because he usually made a habit of staying out of these sorts of places. For some strange reason, he couldn’t quite make heads or tails of the streets. He tapped the shoulder of someone near him, looking quite lost and dazed.

    “Scuse me,” The Irish vampire said, clearing his throat. “Can ye ‘elp me find me way? I cannae seem t’ figure out where I am and I’d much appprecia’e help gettin’ meself home,” he said.

{►}—Mike wasn’t typically one to show a lot of holiday cheer.  After roughly a century of Christmas without a family to share it with, he’d lost his taste for it.  This year felt different, though.  That much was evident by his willingness to walk around in public dressed like one of Santa’s elves, despite being 6′0″ even.

        “Merry Christmas—or happy holiday ye celebra’e, I’m no’ one t' judge.”  The Irish vampire said cheerily to another who didn’t seem to be filled with the Christmas spirit.

[and chatzy chose Human!Mike]

{►}—Mike had to admit, he was a little drunk but that didn’t affect him quite as much as one might think - there could be any number of reasons he wrapped his arm around this total stranger and started belting out the words to Hallelujah by Leonard Cohen. It just happened to be some whiskey.

    “Well ye saw her batin’ on de roof~” He sang loudly, and very badly, before freezing.  “Wai’... da’s kin’a weird innit?  Da’ some chick was jus’ nekkid on ‘er roof batin-or was de guy on de roof? Who’s on a roof?”  He asked, looking at him.  “Are we on de roof?”

{►}—Mike wasn’t the best when it came to paying attention, especially at night.  Usually, though, he was at least coordinated enough to not be knocked to the ground, as was the case now.  He was dazed as he looked up at the other with his wide, green eyes.  They seemed to glimmer in the night, because they were.  “Oh, sorry, I wasn’ watchin’ where I was goin.”  The Irish vampire said with a laugh, before standing up.  “Are ye alrigh’?”  He asked in mild concern.