Locked to iamsexandcandy

He really needed to stop showing up here. It was getting ridiculous. He hadn't meant to get himself nearly drained by some redheaded vampire and he really didn't think that show up there was going to be worth it again especially since he tended to scream "kill me" when he mouthed off to these beings that could have him in pieces in seconds. It was simple as that.

However, the fact that Jessica had been nice enough to not kill him was really kind of flattering. She was sweet, in a sort of strange way and there wasn't much else he could do but be drawn to the place again. Dressed in low riding tight jeans, a grey t-shirt that looked like it had once fit a little big but shrunk in the wash and a couple of not-actual-silver chains with various keys and crosses hanging from them. He was sitting at the bar drinking a gin and tonic and waiting to see who would be there, watching specifically for red hair.