Wassup bitches! Guess who's back!
David:
You're waitressing tables when you come upon a familiar face; your fiancée, David. He's drinking a cup of coffee and is half-hidden behind a large, baggy sweatshirt. Sunglasses cover his eyes and he's coddling his right hand, the smell of burnt skin reaching your senses.
"What are you doing here, babe?" You whisper to him.
"Just thought I'd check up on you. You know how dangerous the human world is."
"I'm fine, Da. Obviously not dead."
"I heard something from the Hunters. They're coming tonight."
"I'm guessing you heard a bit of gossip from the south-side witches, then. They're terrible at telling the truth. Besides, I blend in well. You, on the other hand, don't."
"Fine, stay safe." His lips capture your breath and he disappears from the coffee shop.
Dwayne:
You're a barrister at Starbucks, thanks to David's complaining that you never leave the cave and are late on paying "rent".
Paul:
You're a cross country assistant coach at your old high school to help pay for community college.
Marko:
You and him work at a pet groomer place, washing and cutting nails.
Michael:
You and Mikey both secured jobs as lifeguards at the local waterpark.
Sam:
He started working for Frogs Comics, then you applied.
Edgar:
Hunting vampires earned you both some cash.
Alan:
You two work at Piggly Wiggly, a local grocery store.
Star:
You're walking dogs while she's trimming fur.
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The Lost Boys Imagines and Preferences (Requests open)
Hayran Kurgu"They're only noodles Michael. Tell me, how could a million Chinese people be wrong." Just a typical Imagines book. Requests are open, just pm me or comment. Can write smut.
