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mon amour 💗: you sure you wanna walk home by yourself, nic?

loser ✨:

loser ✨: yes, i'm sure

mon amour 💗: i hate you, be safe

loser ✨: ilyt

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as she walked down the alleyway, nic jumped about fifty feet in the air when she heard a thump on a dumpster behind her. she turned to see four men standing toward her. she started to look through her purse for her taser, but the one with black paint on his neck and hands runs to her with inhuman speed, grabs it, and runs back. he sifts through it, finding nothing valuable. he drops the bag on the dirty ground.

"are you fucking kidding me? that is a $1,900 christian louboutin bag!" she starts to go grab it but the same man steps forward and she steps back with a scoff and an eye roll.

"what the fuck do you want? i just want to go home so i can feed my cat and watch netflix. is that too much to ask for?" she questions in annoyance.

"we want you. you're a valuable piece in our mission of revenge." the tallest one with no hair says.

"uh, thanks, but no thanks. i don't know how i can help you."

the piss haired one speaks up. "your father is the one who turned us into vampires. we want him dead."

"sorry bud, but i don't know my dad. now, can i go? my cat will hate me more if i wait any longer."

"sorry sis, but we still need you." nic senses someone walking up behind her so she ducks and kicks his legs under him. she turns around to see a tall dude groaning.

"i'll go, but we have to go to my house first. i have to grab some things. and i have to feed my cat."

"you must really like your cat."

"yeah, but she hates me."

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