This choice: Another method of Both perhaps? • Go Back...Chapter #5Another method of Both perhaps? by: Hellexia   Steven was horrified. His face contorted in an expression of horror, shock, and utter bewilderment. In total contrast, Tiffany's sleeping face was on the pillow next to the one below Steven's upright head. A content grin was on her face as she slept, her breathing alm and relaxed as she moved ever so slighty under the blankets. The issue for Steven was a simple one. Steven had absolutely no recollection of the prior night, after a certain point.
As Steven slyly exited his bed, his mind raced. Foggy memories filled his head as he raced to his bathroom. As he splashed cold water on his face, Steven's freshly awake mind came to a conclusion. "Did Tiffany drug me...?" Steven panted, staring at the reflection of his wet face in the mirror. He remembered chatting with her at the pub, after all. He remembered her coy grin when he'd returned from the toilet, a fresh "on the house" beer waiting for him. After that... Steven remembered Tiffany chatting with him before running off to the toilet too, then... nothing. Absolutely nothing, until that morning, waking up in bed beside Tiffany.
"Mmm... what are you doing?" Steven heard a voice behind him coo, a voice that normally wouldn't cause the shiver up his spine that it did. Steven's eyes darted around the mirror for any sign on Tiffany as the sound of footsteps came ever closer. The reflection, however, refused to change, causing Steven to jump as he felt her hand against his back. Steven was in hysterics, stumbling back against the sink as he looked back and forth at Tiffany's nude body and the mirror now behind him, lacking any reflection of his coworker. Tiffany, instead of looking confused or astonished, just let out a long sigh and crossed her arms.
"V-V-VAMPIRE?! YOU"RE A VAMPIRE?!" Steven shrieked, his hand shooting up to his neck to search for any sign of a bite.
"Great. I drained you too much last night." Tiffany sighed, cocking her head to the side. "You don't remember any of our heart-to-heart last night, do you?" She asked, letting out another sigh as Steven frantically shook his head from side to side. "You're not gonna hear anything I say until you relax. So... deep breaths, come out when you're ready. Coffee? Tea?" Tiffany asked, shrugging after several moment of Steven not answering. "Alright. Just keep calling me 'Tiffany' for now, I guess." Tiffany sighed, turning her back to Steven and left the bathroom, a spade-tipped tail emerging from the base of her spine as she did...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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