Crossing The Bridge
Feeling the dryness of my throat and the need to consume, I left our room for the kitchen, where we have a separate refrigerator full of blood bottles.
Blood bags feel so cheap, so I have my staff stock up on the more expensive blood, which comes in decorative wine bottles. The blood is harvested mainly from criminals, as our treaty pact does not allow for innocent blood to be spilled, without consent, for consumption in our area.
Occasionally, some humans volunteer their blood, but it has become less of a practice since the cultural human romanticism of vampires died down after the early 2000s.
After grabbing a bottle of delicious O-positive, I made my way back to our floor, stopping to che
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