COME TO ME
She got up from her seat and walked gingerly over to the bar where Vlad, the vampire stood.
“Instant, but they taste horrible,” the vampire made a face. He took a sachet from a little black box on the bar top and peeled it open.
“There, how is it?” he let Suzanne take a whiff. The aroma of coffee powder invigorated her, Suzanne had become addicted to coffee ever since the nightmares started. They kept her from falling asleep too easily.
“Smells fine to me,” she pulled out a wine glass that hung from the overhead rack and emptied the coffee powder into it. Wordlessly, the vampire poured hot steaming water into it.
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