It's hot and it's muggy.
Peter turned up the AC in Daphne's apartment as he wiped his brow. "Does this thing even work, Daph?" He whacked the side with his hand.
She came into the room, wearing short shorts and a tank top, digging into a bowl of ice cream. "Nope, don't need it." Pointed to herself with the spoon. "Vampire, remember?"
He groaned,
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