Potato - Cassidy

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Sometimes, not often, you would wake up to strange objects in your bed; ninety percent of the time, it was because Cassidy had gotten drunk or high and picked it up and just left it in your bed. One such day was no different, and you woke up to a potato, right next to your face, and a vampire, passed out on the floor beside the bed, half naked.

"Is that a potato?" You yawned, picking it up and examining it, the seemingly passed out vampire grumbled a response that made you jump.

"Yeah," he groaned, rolling over so that he was on his side. "It reminded me of you, love."

"How- what- Cass, are you even real?" You asked seriously, looking over at him and furrowing your brows.

"As if I bloody know," he chuckled back. "Do I seem real?"

"You seem like you're on the floor," you joked, lazily reaching down for him and pulling him onto the bed. "Why did a potato remind you of me?"

"Because... You both taste nice," he grinned cheekily, placing a sloppy kiss to your lips before giving you a wink. "I'm only jokin', love, I dunno why a potato reminded me of you."

"You're so damn lucky I love you."

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