Nightout
The mansion was alive with tension as preparations for the secret meeting between the first vampire and the ancient ones began. The weight of the impending night seemed to press on everyone.
Theo Laurent
The boss doesn’t mess around when it comes to meetings like this.
Harper
Do you think we’ll catch a glimpse of him tonight?
Theo Laurent
*shrugs* Doubt it. He’s a fan of secrecy. Probably won’t even leave a shadow.
Elise Carter
*sitting on the sofa, pulling a blanket over herself*
The news kept showing clips of the ancient ones arriving. Mathias, Seraphina, Lilith… and Dorian Malcair. That man… he’s terrifying.
Harper
TV Ugh, Dorian gives me the creeps. He looks like he eats souls for breakfast.
Theo Laurent
*snorts* He probably does. Ancient vampires aren’t known for their charm.
The news dragged on as the three of us huddled on the sofa. Laughter and speculation filled the room, but as the night deepened, exhaustion won. We drifted into sleep, bathed in the flickering light of the television.
The next morning, sunlight streamed through the windows, warm but intrusive. The mansion was eerily quiet—most residents still recovering from the previous night’s tension.
Elise Carter
*rubbing her eyes* (I don’t even remember how I ended up in bed… My body feels like I’ve been run over.)
Wandering through the empty halls, the silence felt almost sacred, like the mansion itself was holding its breath.
Elise Carter
*stepping into the garden, shielding her eyes from the sun* (Finally, some peace. The flowers are so vibrant this morning…)
Donna Perch
*from across the garden, screeching* There you are!
Elise Carter
*freezing mid-step* Oh no. *grimaces* Not you again. How did you get over the gates?
Donna Perch
*storming toward Elise, shaking her fist* You’re a witch! My garden gnomes are missing! I know this is your fault!
Elise Carter
*backing away slowly* Donna, please calm down. I don’t even seen a gnome.
Donna Perch
*lunges, grabbing Elise’s arm* Don’t lie to me, you little—
Elise Carter
*yelling, trying to pull away* Let go of me!
Just as panic surged, two security guards appeared, their steps quick and determined.
???
*pulling Donna away* Ma’am, that’s enough. We’ve already called the police.
Donna Perch
*thrashing as she’s dragged off* You’ll regret this!
Elise Carter
*bolting inside, clutching her arm* (Great. Just what I needed—a crazy neighbor and bruises to match.) *rolls down her sleeves to cover the marks*
At work, Daniel greeted me with his usual friendly warmth, blissfully unaware of my chaotic morning.
Daniel Reed
*smiling* Morning, Elise! Ready to get started?
Elise Carter
*nodding, rolling up her sleeves* Always.
Daniel Reed
*noticing the bruises* What happened to your arm? *frowning* Did the vampires—
Elise Carter
*quickly waving her hands* No, no! It was the neighbor, Donna. She climbed the fence. The guards had to call the cops.
Daniel Reed
*shaking his head, his tone darkening* That woman’s really dangerous.
Daniel Reed
*softening* If you ever need a break, I’m here. How about a drink after work?
Elise Carter
*surprised, but touched* Sure. That sounds nice.
The bar Daniel chose was cozy and warm, and conversation flowed easily. But as the night deepened, the talk inevitably shifted to the vampires.
Daniel Reed
*leaning closer, his tone hushed* The first vampire owns most of the city. He’s the worst monster—pulling strings from hiding while the others do his dirty work.
Elise Carter
*frowning, swirling her drink* If he’s so powerful, why let the church stay? I mean they hunt vampires in a city where the biggest landlord is a vampire.
Daniel Reed
*pausing thoughtfully* Maybe it’s about appearances. Or maybe he’s not as untouchable as everyone thinks.
Theories turned absurd as the night wore on, laughter bubbling between us. By the time Daniel walked me home, the world spun pleasantly, my worries forgotten for a moment.
Elise Carter
*giggling, clutching Daniel’s arm for balance* Thanks, Daniel. You’re so dependable.
Daniel Reed
*chuckling, steadying her* Get inside before you trip over your own feet.
Inside, the vampires were wide awake, their piercing gazes following my every unsteady step.
???
*smirking* Looks like someone had fun.
???
*raising an eyebrow, her voice icy* Maybe too much fun.
Elise Carter
*blushing* (Just make it to your room. Ignore them. Ignore them.)
Adrian Verlais
*catching her as she stumbles* Careful there. You’re going to hurt yourself.
Elise Carter
*flushing, trying to pull away* I’m fine!
Adrian Verlais
*grinning, his voice teasing* Oh, I can smell the alcohol. Couldn’t wait to party without us?
Elise Carter
*spluttering* It’s not like that!
Adrian Verlais
*guiding her to her room, smirking* Sure, sure. *giving her a glass of water* Drink this. You’ll thank me tomorrow.
Elise Carter
*sipping the water reluctantly* Thanks… I guess.
Adrian Verlais
Sweet dreams, Elise. Try not to dream about me too much.
The next morning, I awoke with a pounding headache and a memory that refused to be ignored—Adrian’s teasing, his touch lingering longer than it should have.
Elise Carter
*groaning, burying her face in her hands* (Why am I always the center of chaos?)
Adrian Verlais
*knocking, stepping inside with a smirk* Good morning, Elise. Feeling better? Or are you still thinking about how you threw yourself at me last night?
Elise Carter
*glaring, face burning* I did no such thing!
Adrian Verlais
*grinning, leaning closer* Oh, you did. Admit it—you’d miss me if I wasn’t here to catch you.
Elise Carter
*throwing a pillow at him* Get out, Adrian!
Adrian Verlais
*laughing, dodging the pillow with ease* You’re not fair, you know. Spending the night with Daniel and leaving me out? You owe me a night now.
Elise Carter
That’s not how it works!
Elise Carter
Fine, I’ll have a drink with you… but just one.
Adrian Verlais
It’s a date. *smug*
And so, another day in the mansion began—chaotic, frustrating, and anything but ordinary.
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