"It is a good face," she admitted. Out of the corner of her eye, she watched the soundless images play out on the small television set. An infomercial for Lee press-on nails.
"Doesn't your family miss you? Friends?" Holly crossed her legs, one of her boot laces coming undone.
"When you become a vampire, do you care about that stuff? Or does it all just -- fade away?"
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on 2013-09-01 10:13 pm (UTC)"Doesn't your family miss you? Friends?" Holly crossed her legs, one of her boot laces coming undone.
"When you become a vampire, do you care about that stuff? Or does it all just -- fade away?"