The Vampire's Intern
I was putting on my shoes by the front door when Daisy stopped me to hand me a small bottle.
I looked at it, then looked back at her. “What is this? I know the city’s not so safe right now, but I don’t think pepper spray is going to stop a serial killer.”
Daisy rolled her eyes. “It’s garlic powder.”
“Oh for fuck’s sake, you’re still on this vampire bullshit?” I pushed the bottle back into her hands but she stepped back.
“Just hold it with you. It’s better to be safe than sorry.”
I shook my head, but stuffed the bottle in my bra. My Uber was waiting outside, and by the time I pulled up to the event hall, the party was in full swing.