I think after about a week of living here I have slowly started to forgive Tiffany for kidnapping me. I still can't believe she actually arranged for my coffin to be shipped with her! She seems to think a change of scenery will cure me of my thirst for blood. I can't blame her for trying, I was working up quite a reputation for the two of us and not in the good way.
Anyway her and I spent most of our nights sharing our passion for art.
She even thought it'd be cute to decorate the shed we have my coffin in with random pictures. She's especially fond of the bat picture since I have yet to be able to transform into one.
Since I only am able to rise during the night, we don't have too many visitors and Tiffany is my only listener half the time. Lisa Reckitt did spend a good portion of the week visiting and from what I gather it's due to her brother & sister in law rekindling their love or something.
She's a very interesting witch and I'm hoping to get somewhat closer to her.
Tiffany spent most of the day time in the week planning out floor plans and menus for her resturaunt idea.
I suggested a vampire theme just for kicks and she actually loved the idea. I don't know anything else other than there'll be a lot of red and black. If I were an older vampire I might be a little offended. Then again, my previous choice of costume was pretty stereotypical as well.
Oh yeah, at one point Tiffany nearly killed the two of us. She was trying out some Lobster Thermidor recipe and the whole thing caught fire. She battled the fire for nearly an hour while I watched like a helpless lunatic. I would have helped if it weren't for the fact that vampires tend to catch fire easily.
After that incident I had yet another near death...or actual death experience. One night I decided to go firefly hunting to break up the monotony of things. Before I knew it, it was sunrise and I was too far from my shed.
Needless to say I burnt to a crisp and a certain Grim Reaper was doing his work.
Tiffany must have some sixth sense because she came out to plead on my behalf.
We never really spoke of the incident after that day but I feel changed somehow. I'm willing to give this place the best shot I can and do my sister right. We spent the rest of the week settling into our old routine. Tiffany has even agreed to be a model for some of my art.
My sister is my life.