Claire woke up to the sound of her phone buzzing angrily next to her bed.
"If that's you Myrnin I am seriously going to stake you in your sleep," she muttered to herself before realising Myrnin doesn't sleep. Well, not exactly. She'd seen him nap occasionally but he would wake up before she had even said anything.
She leant out of the warm covers to check the glowing numbers on her clock with bleary eyes, which confirmed her prediction. Myrnin- Claire's eccentric, extravagant, half insane vampire boss- was the only person in Texas, and possibly the whole of America, who would call is assistant at 2.00 in the morning to carry out an errand he is perfectly capable of doing himself.
Claire liked Myrnin, he was more her friend then her boss yet he was very unpredictable and sometimes quite scary, which stopped her from crushing on him too much. Plus she had a boyfriend who was, hopefully, still as opposed to the idea of breaking up as she was.
Yet things with Shane weren't going as well as she would have hoped. After a slight downfall in their relationship-due to the fact that Shane found out Myrnin had put his dead Dad's brain in a jar and used it to power Morganville and Claire hadn't told him- Shane and Claire haven't been spending quite as much time together. Claire didn't want to push him, he needed his space to recover from seeing his Dad as a 2D ghost in Myrnin's lab, anyone would need to recover at least a little from that.
"What Myrnin? It's 2 in the morning and I have school tomorrow!"
"That isn't a very nice way to speak to your boss. You should be happy I decided to call instead of visit you, you do know how much I despise phone calls and I don't think you would be any more thrilled to see me at your doorstep."
He did have a point.
"What's wrong Myrnin? Please don't tell me you want me to feed Bob, he's your pet, you look after him."
"Of course not, I've already fed him today and you do a very bad job of it. No, I've called because I'm in a little...spot of bother."
"For god's sake Myrnin you are a vampire! You got yourself into that mess so you can get yourself out of it. On your own," Claire snapped and hung up on him, only later realising that might have been a bit too bitchy, after all, Myrnin had saved her on various occasions. Not to mention saving Shanes ass from Amelie's most wanted and killing Bishop while he was at it.
But Myrnin was one of the oldest vampires alive and possibly the cleverest person (as long as a vampire still counts as a person) on earth. There were very rare situations he can't get himself out of.
She heaved a sigh and switched her phone on silent, drifting into a dreamless sleep without any interruptions from her boss. 4 more hours of sleep and she'll be facing bitch queen Monica instead of drama queen Myrnin-great.