The girl entered the bar known as Rousseau's with a smirk on her red lips. She approached the bar, and moments later the bartender, Camille O'Connell came to assist her.

"What can I get you?" The blonde smiled, being the person she was. The person who cared, someone who was brave even. Or so some thought, but Camille had her own devils.

"Hello..Camille." she greeted, reading the name tag as she feigned a friendly smile towards her. "I'd like a bourbon, thanks."

Her voice intrigued Cami. It was one of an angel, gentle and sweet. But of course, the girl was anything but. After Camille went to fetch her drink, a vampire entered.

The strong smell and aroma did not alarm her, but the curiosity got the best of her and she turned her head to spot the scent coming from seats away. There were many vampires in the bar, but he seemed different. More..arrogant.

There sat a brown skinned man, a slight smirk on his face as he sat in silence. For the Vampire knew of the beautiful girl gazing at him from only seats away.

"Here y'go..." Cami appeared setting a glass done. Waiting for her to input her name.

"Ah. Yes, the name is Rhae. Rhae Storm." She said taking the glass. "Thanks for the drink Camille."

Cami shrugged it off and responded, "please. Call me Cami."

Nodding, the girl looked away, studying the people in the bar.

She could never understand how everything changed, how Camille had seemed obvious of the amount of vampires residing in her work place.

But the dirty blonde shrugged off the thought, downed the rest of her bourbon, and paid for the drunk before exiting the bar.

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 30, 2016 ⏰

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