Walking down the sidewalk soaking wet wasn't great, since Simon wasn't fond of water. He had just got his lunch, which was a mundane who's blood was sweet as chocolate. He started actually trying to get to Hotel Dumort after he drank that sweet blood. Hotel Dumort was his home but at the same time it wasn't. He had been just a mundane until he accidentally drank some weird vampire's blood as he thought it was strawberry juice when he was 4.
He kicked the rock in front of him, and continued doing that to the other trash he finds in front of him.
"Stupid Rafael. Stupid Vampires. I wish I wasn't one."
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When he arrived at the hotel he immediately went to his secret tunnel space which was where he would always go to if we wanted to get in his room. His room had only an old bed and a table which had his favorite classical books he found at a free book sale.
He jumped onto his bed and slept through the night.
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HEY GUYS! Its me, the author!
I promise I'll make chapters with longer
Stories so in the meantime this is all you'll get
(For now)
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