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These hospital clothes are really ugly. Haven’t they ever heard of colors? Like pink would look SO much better than this depressing white stuff. And why am I still in the hospital? I’m a vampire. I heal fast. They need to let me go. Maybe they’re waiting for Angel to come and dust me? But... but... I don’t want to die! Again. The first time was all ugly and yuck and... eww! I mean, someone bite me! Like, bite and sucked blood! Let my life tick away... I’m SO hungry now!
What could I do not to get dusted? Hmm... my tummy is growling! I wanna food! That guy who I didn’t even get to bite made all my body scream for blood... I wonder if this is how blood lost feels like? What is blood lust? Does it have something to do with sex? I mean, if there’s lust there must be sex too, right? And blood. Oh, now I’m horny too...
Who could I call to get me out of here? Hmm... I don’t really have friends around here, do I? This sucks! And not in a good ‘yum’ way... Maybe I could call... Wesley? No, he was there. He probably votes for dusting me... Um... Spikey? Nah... he couldn’t care less. Gunn? Do I even have his phone number? Fred? Hmm... Yeah! I should call Fred. I’m sure she will get me out of this hospital and get me some nice, pink clothes. Uh huh...
I reach after the phone and dial Fred’s number. Well, come on! Answer! One should always answer when someone is calling them. I’m waiting. Answer. Hello? Please, pick up the phone? I wanna eat. Not you though. Not now... um... pick up the phone?
What could I do not to get dusted? Hmm... my tummy is growling! I wanna food! That guy who I didn’t even get to bite made all my body scream for blood... I wonder if this is how blood lost feels like? What is blood lust? Does it have something to do with sex? I mean, if there’s lust there must be sex too, right? And blood. Oh, now I’m horny too...
Who could I call to get me out of here? Hmm... I don’t really have friends around here, do I? This sucks! And not in a good ‘yum’ way... Maybe I could call... Wesley? No, he was there. He probably votes for dusting me... Um... Spikey? Nah... he couldn’t care less. Gunn? Do I even have his phone number? Fred? Hmm... Yeah! I should call Fred. I’m sure she will get me out of this hospital and get me some nice, pink clothes. Uh huh...
I reach after the phone and dial Fred’s number. Well, come on! Answer! One should always answer when someone is calling them. I’m waiting. Answer. Hello? Please, pick up the phone? I wanna eat. Not you though. Not now... um... pick up the phone?