Ezra: Human. Come with me.
Humans: …..
Ezra: *sighs* You. Femalehuman.
Marisol: I have a name, vampire.
Ezra: And…?
Marisol: Never mind. What is it this time? More cookies? Or are we back to the biting? Because it can’t be my turn already, you haven’t taken anyone else since—
Ezra: I’m not thirsty.
Marisol: So more baking?
Ezra: No.
Marisol: You really can’t just come right out and say something, can you?
Ezra: I’m watching a movie.
Marisol: ……and you need me for this why….?
Ezra: Because, human, you’ve mentioned that you like Riley Fatale and as I was planning to watch one of theirs, I thought—
Marisol: You’re…..letting me watch a movie? Really?
Ezra: You were very helpful yesterday. I thought of you when I chose the movie and—
Marisol: …..You. Thought of me? Why?
Ezra: I don’t know. That’s what I’m trying to figure out, so enjoy it while you can.
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