He cooould do that. Or he could look up and see the cheerful vampire hanging upside down in his window. "Hey!" Navaan said, peering in like there was nothing weird about that at all. "You! I remember you! We banged! You were good!"
Give her a minute she would even remember his name! ...Probably.
"I was coming here because of the sign, but you're even better!"
Mike had a lot of questions. But initially, he was too busy being really fucking startled by someone hanging upside down outside his window to get out anything more coherent than a yelp.
"Vanorva," Navaan explained, taking him way too literally. "But it's a stupid fucking down filled with virgins that vanished after I had sex with a guy. That sucked, you know. There I was, yelling at him to stick it in and he was fading away and trying to tell me about some fucking curse that hated sex or something."
That was a remarkably detailed answer to the question you didn't actually ask!
"Can I come in?" Navaan asked, ignoring his question because hers was more important. "There's still enough daylight out here that it's freaking me out. I'm a monster, we explode in the sun."
She didn't need to be invited in like SOME vampires. She was just polite!
Also it probably helped if he actually opened the window, right? Right. So he went ahead and did that.
Because at least he didn't feel like falling over in his bed anymore. Even if that was mostly because his heart had just barely slowed down from the surprise of her appearance.
Navaan pulled herself into the window with fluid grace, her suit covering her from head to toe but clinging to her like a second skin. "Much better," she said, taking care to step out of the beam of light that entered through the window with her, retreating to the comfort of shadow. Throwing back her hood, she gave him another large and toothy grin. "Hiiiii. You're...Mike, right?" She snapped her fingers. "Mike with the very nice cock!"
It also took him until now to be a hundred percent sure of who she was. Considering he'd already let her in, that probably said some not super great things about his life choices, but oh well.
He still managed an amused snort. "Yeah. Thanks. And you're... Navaan, right?"
It probably wasn't the kind of thing he'd want to mention to his roommate, that was for sure. Strange vampires, hanging in windows, didn't exactly scream 'safe.'
"That's me!" she said, not at all offended he hadn't remembered her. That wasn't the kind of thing she expected. "" Among many, many other things, surely. "So, you're probably wondering why I'm here.There was a sign at Caritas about half-price drinks if you weren't going on the trip, but the weird guy who answered my knock said that was your fault and to go bother you. Then he gave me your address."
It had been more of an issue of recognizing her rather than remembering her. The hood had thrown him off! Also the sudden appearance.
"Huh." He decided it remained to be seen whether he needed to not be okay with Tino giving out his address. "Well you know, that was a one-evening-only kind of deal, and I don't sell drinks here."
"Oh," Navaan said, shoulders drooping. She'd been hoping for some cheap booze! "What do you do here?"
It had a lot more, well, stuff than Navaan's room. Granted, it was also missing a slew of fake!dead Navaans in various costumes artfully posed around the area, but where her rooms had a place to sleep and various doctoring, writing, and sexing accouterments, Mike's seemed to have actual things in it.
He'd have to see her room sometime. You know, unless the piles of fake!dead Navaans, naked and grinning, would turn him off. They sometimes had that effect on people.
Weirdly!
"Waste of a room," she said. "And a Mike. This room could be put to much better uses than just sleeping." And, you know, since she wasn't going to get cheap booze out of the evening, fun and exciting alternatives were presenting themselves to her now.
And Navaan was happy to comply! There was no coyness here. "Sex!" she said, looking excited. "That chair looks built for blow jobs! So comfy! And the walls look sturdy enough to get really creative against. Do you have a table? There's a lot you can do on a good table."
Give her a minute she would even remember his name! ...Probably.
"I was coming here because of the sign, but you're even better!"
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Nice one, Mike. Real smooth.
"What th-- where did you come from?"
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That was a remarkably detailed answer to the question you didn't actually ask!
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Yeah, just... what? He didn't really catch any of that.
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She didn't need to be invited in like SOME vampires. She was just polite!
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Because at least he didn't feel like falling over in his bed anymore. Even if that was mostly because his heart had just barely slowed down from the surprise of her appearance.
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Maybe she meant his chickens?
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It also took him until now to be a hundred percent sure of who she was. Considering he'd already let her in, that probably said some not super great things about his life choices, but oh well.
He still managed an amused snort. "Yeah. Thanks. And you're... Navaan, right?"
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"That's me!" she said, not at all offended he hadn't remembered her. That wasn't the kind of thing she expected. "" Among many, many other things, surely. "So, you're probably wondering why I'm here.There was a sign at Caritas about half-price drinks if you weren't going on the trip, but the weird guy who answered my knock said that was your fault and to go bother you. Then he gave me your address."
Nice, Tino. Real nice.
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"Huh." He decided it remained to be seen whether he needed to not be okay with Tino giving out his address. "Well you know, that was a one-evening-only kind of deal, and I don't sell drinks here."
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It had a lot more, well, stuff than Navaan's room. Granted, it was also missing a slew of fake!dead Navaans in various costumes artfully posed around the area, but where her rooms had a place to sleep and various doctoring, writing, and sexing accouterments, Mike's seemed to have actual things in it.
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He scratched the back of his head. "Uh, sleep, mostly?"
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Weirdly!
"Waste of a room," she said. "And a Mike. This room could be put to much better uses than just sleeping." And, you know, since she wasn't going to get cheap booze out of the evening, fun and exciting alternatives were presenting themselves to her now.
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Look, he'd met her before.
"Such as?"
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She could keep going if you like!
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On the other hand, he remembered laat time. And he probably deserved something for all his low-key angst lately.
"There are tables in other parts of the house. Sturdy ones."
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