Swathed in a gorgeous ngọc lục bảo green dress, silver glitter on my body and hair with giant black spike wedges and a long dagger underneath my vintage thắt lưng, vành đai and rap on the thick wooden door where all the noise is coming from. ma cà rồng are behind me and they've already guessed what I am and are attempting to flirt with me, they are such primadonnas. 'Hey pretty thing' one whispered in my ear, 'what bạn got in the bag?' Oh, I get it now, my handbag laced around my wrist with electrum wire. 'Holy water' I say back quickly and they just laugh. Well great,now i'm the laughing stock of the streets. When...
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