Revamped

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Slamming into the warehouse that had been converted into a home of sorts, Bianca sighed, whining, "It's starting to get on my nerves. He's not even going out with us anymore, y'know?" She plopped onto the black leather couch and stared up at the ceiling.

Theo rolled his eyes, walking into the kitchen that had been set up and grabbing a clean cloth, wetting it and beginning to clean his face of the few blood splatters that remained of his dinner. "Give the dude a break. He's just...recovering." He glanced over the petite blonde, resigned to the fact that she was in a complaining mood. She always got like that after her food settled. Why, he didn't fucking know.

"That's the thing! He should've been fine by now. For Pete's sake, even Brendon didn't mope this long after that singer." She grimaced toward the ceiling and Theo tried not to roll his eyes again. She could be really annoying sometimes.

Glancing at himself in the reflection of the mirror that hung on the support beam, he deemed himself clean and went and joined Bianca on the couch.

Well, joined is a strong word. He actually sat on the opposite couch and she got up to curl up against his side. He sighed and toyed with the ends of her hair, resigned.

"First, he was a guitarist." He frowned, remembering the human, who had learned of Brendon's dirty little secret and had immediately hightailed. Ray, or...Ryan. Something like that. "Second, Brendon bounces off his partners like they're tennis rackets. Don't use him as a basis."

"Whatever." She huffed, curling further into him and fiddling with his black shirt, falling silent. "...I just want him to be normal again. It's no fun when he's like this."

Sighing, Theo silently agreed. Josh could be pretty depressing when he got out of a relationship. If...one could call it that.
The poor guy was still spiraling after his last one. So far, he'd been hiding out in his room and refusing to come out unless to feed. Even his usual feedbags were starting to wean off the poison. It'd been that long.

"Well, we can't just rush him out of this, he needs to find the motivation on his own." Personally, Theo knew that Josh needed to get laid as much as anything else, because vampires were extremely moody when they abstained. They couldn't help it if they had hyperactive hormones. But Josh would probably kick his teeth in if he tried to tell him that.

There was a slight pause as she digested this, and he didn't think anything of it until he felt her probing at his thoughts and immediately shut her out, scowling as he pushed her off of him to stand.

"I've told you to stay out of my head, B. It's none of your business."

Undeterred, she popped up to grin at him. "But if it involves helping Josh, it totally is."

He blinked at her, sputtering "That doesn't even make fucking sense-"

"All we have to do is get Josh to move on to someone else. Someone alive. What better way to do that than get the boy a new fuck-buddy?" She had gotten up, pacing back and forth on the rug. "He won't be crying over you-know-who if he's busy crying out somethin' else if you know what I mean." She waggled her eyebrows at him, grinning.

Theo just sighed, rubbing his temples and falling back to sit on the couch again. There was no use arguing it now, Bianca was a hardass when she got her mind set on something.

"Why do I hang out with you, again?"

She merely flashed him a smile full of fang, and Theo could have sworn he felt his heart skip a beat.