I groan as I sit up. The most hated day of the week showed up,Monday.  I rubbed my eyes as I try to wake up which wasn't successful.  Standing up prove to be a task because my warm bed was quiet tempting to crawl back into. Wrapped up in my doctor who comforter and not going anywhere. Maybe I should call sick? No. I still need the money. More student loans came in the mail and I'm so close to paying it off. I pout thinking about working and move a hand through my hair finally getting  a move on, grabbing my clothes and taking a shower. My apartment wasn't to small, but it wasn't big either. The kitchen was small, living room was fair,no dining room at all there was just no room for it, and my room connected to a good sized bathroom. The walls were white but mostly covered in anything to make the place like home. I never really wanted the place but when you come out to your dad plus a year after your mom died saying 'hey dad I'm gay.' You kinda get kicked out. Mostly when you just figured he was a homophobe and thinks everything was the 'problem' faggot child's fault. Well love you too,pops. Well fuck-tard. Plan better next time! And fuck you too, brain. After getting out of the shower I grab my boxers and slip them on before putting my black jeans on because I'm not stupid. Says the guy who used a fork to get toast out of the toaster. Well brain, guess what? You're finally dead to me. Aw you lie. I sigh, putting the rest of my outfit and putting my favorite beanie on my head, I go eat an apple in the kitchen as I put everything I need in my black bag. Slipping on my shoes I throw away my apple and brush my teeth. Looking at my phone I see its  seven twenty five. Fun. Set an alarm next time dumbass. I groan wanting to bang my head against the wall. I had about fifteen minutes before I had to be at work. Why does a bar open so early? Never stop the party! I literally want my brain to not have a mind of its own that would be fan-fucking-tastic. Potty mouth. Shut up.  Fine, princess. I run to the elevator and go down four stories and run through the lobby. Looking at my phone I see I have  eleven minutes for a twenty minute walk. I run. It's the only thing I can do. Dodging people in New York is hard.  I finally spot the brick building with a black sign and gold writing. Neon signs off. I run in out of breath and head to the back and put my stuff away. Woo got here with a minute to spare. Geez man, work out more you're dying. I huff. I'd probably do better if  I knew the temperature outside. It must be more then a hundred degrees out there!leaning against the worn out wooded bar table I get to work turning lights on, opening cabinets and all that junk. Suddenly a loud bang came from the door, making me jump. A tall man came up to the bar and sat down. I looked at his head to see ears. Dog ears. Must be some cosplayer. I smile at him " hello sir, we will be open in a minute but if you can't wait, what should you like to drink? He looked deep into my eyes this man, giving me shivers up my spine. "You,my mate. I need you're blood." Sexy god said what now?

Well that escalated quickly. And we don't even know any ones name yet! Please like, vote,share and follow. All that jazz and I see you in the next chapter! Bye bye.