grateful and happy every day
He disliked the idea of messing up with the property of a dead vampire but curiosity hadn’t killed his inner cat yet.
When Mathéo came up to read the paper, he saw its huge letters. It still seemed Max’s writing but it was a writing style of a different century. The text was old, the paper was more than yellow and getting darker with each century without the proper care.
The text was saying some BSing crap. At first.
“I’ve just woke up from the dead. I guess I’ve killed my wife, let her rest in peace. Before I sucked her dry she was mumbling some crazy bullshit about my future, the world that needed me, and other creepy things. Let her get away! She was sucking my head for the whole my life, and now I’ve drunk the hers. I hate them both! Why am I fucking alive?”
When Mathéo came up to read the paper, he saw its huge letters. It still seemed Max’s writing but it was a writing style of a different century. The text was old, the paper was more than yellow and getting darker with each century without the proper care.
The text was saying some BSing crap. At first.
“I’ve just woke up from the dead. I guess I’ve killed my wife, let her rest in peace. Before I sucked her dry she was mumbling some crazy bullshit about my future, the world that needed me, and other creepy things. Let her get away! She was sucking my head for the whole my life, and now I’ve drunk the hers. I hate them both! Why am I fucking alive?”
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