Melody wasn't sure the whole emotions thing was making sense to her, and she finished her coffee as she listened to Theresa. It was making her a little nervous, the thought of meeting another vampire who was basically saying Melody didn't need to worry about being attacked outside the door. Or at least that's what Melody was thinking the meanings were. She wasn't sure.
"Not so far between, it would appear," she murmured, staring into the bottom of her now empty mug before looking at Theresa. The vampire knew where Melody worked, and had her coffee, and Melody decided it might be time to head home. It was the end of another double shift and she had promised her parents she would be home straight after the shift. They still worried about her being out, and as she still lived at home it was only fair she abide by their rules.
"So, what do you live on if you don't... you know, drink 'cherry Cola'?" she asked, wondering if the euphemism Daniel had used was a universal, or at least even a locally well known one, or if Theresa was just going to look at her like she was stupid.
Re: Damn Good Coffee
on 2014-04-12 05:06 am (UTC)"Not so far between, it would appear," she murmured, staring into the bottom of her now empty mug before looking at Theresa. The vampire knew where Melody worked, and had her coffee, and Melody decided it might be time to head home. It was the end of another double shift and she had promised her parents she would be home straight after the shift. They still worried about her being out, and as she still lived at home it was only fair she abide by their rules.
"So, what do you live on if you don't... you know, drink 'cherry Cola'?" she asked, wondering if the euphemism Daniel had used was a universal, or at least even a locally well known one, or if Theresa was just going to look at her like she was stupid.