Servants Quarters, Room 1, Monday night
Walter sat with his feet dangling out his bedroom window and smoked cigarette after cigarette.
He entertained and discarded a variety of ideas:
Run off with Vlad.
Run off with Nadia.
Go home and tell Arthur he'd send pictures of him in bed with Alucard in female form to the Queen if he tried to send him away again.
Try to find Fandom and find the Nadia he'd left and apologize.
Become an Iscariot.
Buy himself a chastity belt and throw away the key.
His talk with Vlad had... not gone well or would not have gone well once it was done being played out. The vampire was hurt, insulted, and angry.
And it had been such a good weekend otherwise.
He could have backed out. Told Nadia that he wasn't going to do it. That he'd chosen Vlad over her.
But he really couldn't. It would have been a lie.
So now he was on the outs with Vlad, and he didn't want Nadia to think he was going to her just because of that.
So... hang out the window and smoke.
Nothing new there.
He entertained and discarded a variety of ideas:
Run off with Vlad.
Run off with Nadia.
Go home and tell Arthur he'd send pictures of him in bed with Alucard in female form to the Queen if he tried to send him away again.
Try to find Fandom and find the Nadia he'd left and apologize.
Become an Iscariot.
Buy himself a chastity belt and throw away the key.
His talk with Vlad had... not gone well or would not have gone well once it was done being played out. The vampire was hurt, insulted, and angry.
And it had been such a good weekend otherwise.
He could have backed out. Told Nadia that he wasn't going to do it. That he'd chosen Vlad over her.
But he really couldn't. It would have been a lie.
So now he was on the outs with Vlad, and he didn't want Nadia to think he was going to her just because of that.
So... hang out the window and smoke.
Nothing new there.