Human

𝙳𝚒𝚡-𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚝

Did Beau know why someone was dead?

Yes.

Was he going to tell Lauren that he may or may not have killed a vampire prince and now at least 2/3 of the population want him dead.

Absolutely not, he wouldn't share.

But did he love the fact that Lauren was now acting like a mini body guard. And she would even let him out of her sight.

He was enjoying every second of it.

So there they were sitting in Beaus "oversized hell of a kitchen", according to Lauren. Beau was sitting at one of the stools at the island counter, as Lauren was looking around for some coco for the brownies she was going to bake.

"You know if we can't find the coco we can just go to the store right?" Beau asked as she looked in the cabinets.

"Nope, the murder could be waiting for you at the entrance of the store."

"Murders don't kill in public y'a know." He said while signing.

"At night, idiot."

"Who murders at night? That's pathetic, only real people have the guts to murder during the day." Beau responded in a bored tone.

"Ted Bundy, Jack the Ripper, Jeffrey Dahmer and so much more. Gosh your so stupid. I feel bad for our teachers."

"Well at least I don't have to raid a kitchen to find coco powder!" He retorted.

"I wouldn't have to raid your kitchen if you just told me where it was" she said while rolling her eyes.

"If I tell you would you stop worrying about me so much?"

"Hmm maybe." Lauren responded pretending to think but she already hand her answer, no.

"Okay! It's the fourth cabinet down on the left side starting from the middle, on the top shelf!"

Lauren started at him with an annoyed face as she started to count the cabinet to find the middle, there were sixteen cabinets. So she went with cabinet number nine and failed, so it had to be number eight. She was correct.

Standing on her toes she grabbed the coco owner and put in the set amount from the recipe she found on google. She preheated the oven and as she had her back turned Beau tried some of the batter.

"Ow! What was the for!?" Beau whined as Lauren flicked her forehead.

"Don't eat the batter dumbass!"

"I'm not the dumbass you are!"

"You want to say that to my face again rich boy?" Lauren responded with holding a spoon.