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Litha glared at him, walking away. Now she was annoyed. Meizu insisted too much on alone time, and she was not in the mood to be blown off repeatedly. Feeling slightly feral, she dug a nail into the still-fresh scab on her neck and let it drip a little, letting her braid out. The blood loss and the buzz of the cigarette was nearly making her high - she was starting to like it. "Yeah, alright, I'll go..." she said, fully aware that he could smell her. This is just to piss you off, she added in her head.

Litha's eyes widened. She didn't think he would do this in such a public place - anyone could see them if they only looked. Before long, she could feel the life draining from her system. Her eyes rolled back in her head and her knees buckled - it felt amazing, but somewhere in the back of her mind she knew these were going to be her last moments unless Meizu kept her from dying... She was entirely at his mercy. Oops, she thought as she came closer to passing out.

Litha was delirious, she could barely hear him. This time, feeling the blood go down her throat wasn't as revolting. She struggled to force her eyes to focus on him. "Where, here?" she mumbled, confused. "In your room again?" She felt drugged, but fully conscious. She sat up and stared around the room - it was spinning. Her eyes landed on Meizu and she scanned his whole face, struggling to figure out where exactly he was since she was having double vision. She realized she probably looked strange, just staring at him, but she couldn't figure out what to do with herself. It was like she'd turned into Jello.

Litha, not quite sure what was going on, put her lips to his skin and sucked hard, knowing only that this was what made her feel better. She didn't know why, but it seemed to put strength back into her body, and that was what she needed, even though feeling like she was flying was thrilling. She started breathing heavily and more evenly as she swallowed mouthful after mouthful, then pulled away, her face covered in gore. "Thanks..." she said, cocking her head. She was still dazed, but at least she could operate her body correctly now. "Is your blood like my blood? Why do I drink it? Am *I* a vampire?!" she asked incredulously, pondering her own question. "You know, you need some decorations in here," she said idly, staring at a white wall.

Litha's eyes widened childishly. "You'd turn *me* into a vampire?!" she asked. "No way, don't be silly, goof. You have to go find your sister... No time for human girls, we're gross," she said before her head dipped into the crook of his neck. "This is comfy," she mumbled into his shoulder happily.

Litha frowned. Through her stupor, she could sort of deduce that the girl was actually dead. She stared at the hole in the wall, slowly coming to her senses as the blood started to take its full effect. "Meizu..." she started, not knowing what to say. "I'm sorry," she whispered, looking back down at the floor. His rage blew her mind - he must have really loved her. No, he obviously still really loved her. Something stung about that, but as usual, she ignored it.

Litha sighed, frustrated. "What aren't you telling me, Meizu?" she asked, then realized what she'd demanded of him, and remembered how he responded whenever she tried to get close to him. "No, never mind. You don't owe me anything," she said quickly, standing shakily. She wanted to comfort him but knew he wouldn't respond well if she went over there and put her arms around him or something. She was a disgusting human girl, just like before.