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When I slowed and looked around, I saith amazement I&039;d trotted sixteen blocks in about threethey held the races at night

I was on one of the side streets behind Minneapolis General Hospital, and figured I should go inside and call a cab I sure as hell wasn&039;t going back to the ce up with any of those losers ever again And if I ever saw that rat bastard Elvis wannabee sociopath again, I&039;d have his eyeballs forfor so you&039;d use eyeballs for Every tiot hot No, daot pissed Really pissed I should shove ers in his ers into his windpipe! Up his ass! Around his--

By noas really sto down the street, so I was alht traffic and the other night noises: "See ya, world" Yes! So events of the last hour, praise God

I looked up Six stories above, a guy a few years younger than ht at ot out of the way so he could ju hi was an old one, built of rough brick, and as I put ht-a brainstorm, really They really are like storms for ot a brand new idea from nowhere Anyway, I pulledup the side of the building like a big blonde bug I was pissed about what had happened in the ceuy on the roof, but couldn&039;t help also being elated at what I was doing I was cli six storiesyrips And it was easy It onderful! It required about as les I was fast, I was strong, I wasI was SpiderVaave a little ju a few feet in the air, only to land on the roof and go into a deep bow "Ta-dah!"

He was really cute Dressed in scrubs which-uh-oh-suy with deep black hair Except while Finger Boy gave off an air of understatedoff vibes of exhausted despair His hair was cut brutally short, his eyes were dark green, and he had a goatee that htly tanned and thin, ale

"What have you been eating?" he said at last

"Let&039;s not go there"

"I must really be tired," he said, more to himself than to h in these second-rate tennis shoes, I ought to be Why d&039;you want to juht He wasn&039;t nervous to be talking to ot to hi hi, I&039;ot cancer, I haven&039;t had sex in twokicked out of my apartment because the owner sold his house"

"That&039;s pretty bad," I adI once went two years"

He pondered that one for ahis head "What about you? What happened to you?"

"Well, I died earlier this week, found out I can&039;t die again, ood shoes, I can&039;t eat any kind of food, I raped a perfectly nice guy last night, met a bunch of vainable, and threw a really bad vah a stone cross Then I saw you"

"So you&039;re a vampire?"

"Yes But don&039;t be scared I&039; et a cup of coffee, talk about why our lives suck?"

He hesitated The wind riffled his scrubs, but his hair was too short and didn&039;t lanced down at the street, then back at me

"Come on," I coaxed "Vaht? I know I didn&039;t I mean, come on! Vampires? What year is this? But if we exist, think of all the other as out there you don&039;t know about It&039;s a little early to shut the book on your whole life, don&039;t you think? What are you, twenty-five?"

"Twenty-seven Are you just luring me down so you can feed on me to quench your unholy thirst?"

Why were people always asking ? "No, I just don&039;t want you to juet down," he said slowly, "if you&039;ll make me your next meal"

I nearly swooned at the exciteht "What have you been s? You just met me!"