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[Vampacon is settled on a bench in the corner of the lobby, typing away on a laptop. He has a small knife held between his teeth as he works, brow furrowed in concentration.]
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[Jackie's never approved of his blood drinking, and now that she's living with him (even if that's only because it's a different Jackie), he's trying to find recipes for things involving blood, that don't necessarily look like blood.]
((For owmytits, but anyone can stop by))
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[Jackie's never approved of his blood drinking, and now that she's living with him (even if that's only because it's a different Jackie), he's trying to find recipes for things involving blood, that don't necessarily look like blood.]
((For owmytits, but anyone can stop by))