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James was in his bathroom staring the supernatural like bite wound on his shoulder when a knock came to his apartment door. Adjusting his shirt back onto his right shoulder he moved to go toward the front of his apartment. Though by the time he had reached the door whoever had knocked had left. Hearing them walking away he peaked his head out of the door for a moment, narrowing his eyes as he calculated their exact position based on the sound of their walking, echoing off the enclosed space.
It was a neighbor, he concluded when the walking had paused. He listened even more carefully, figuring out which part of the apartment building they were in. Finding the exact living space. Though he was then distracted by the plate of treats "Oh. Cookies." Kneeling down he grabbed them up and sniffed at them, they smelled normal enough. So he turned and walked back into his apartment once more, thinking nothing of it "Probably a ..ah...House warming present?" He thought it was a little too late for that.
Closing his apartment door then he walked over to the kitchen and set the treats down on the counter before moving to go back to what he was doing. He was mostly interested in why the serum coursing through his veins hadn't seemed to be working in completely healing the bite wound he had received from the very odd oversized wolf that had bit him "Mangy thing must have got me worse than I thought it did." He reasoned, rubbing his sore shoulder some more and moving on with the rest of his chores for the day. He had to keep his mind distracted.
James was trying to conform to this whole pardon bullshit and that, but there was nothing to do and he didn't feel like apologizing. Lying to his therapist about all apologize "Fuck those people. If they deserved I sorry, I'd give it to them." But they didn't. Those people weren't his problem. Moving over toward the window he looked out of it, pulling up the note he had snagged from the treats when he brought them in, he began opening it. Glancing it over with a curious, raised eyebrow "Okay. I may be into some crazy shit these days. But I do not have time for vampires, werewolves, or creatures of the deep. My neighbors insane." He tossed the note away.
