Lots of things. Starting a new art project. Reading in the park. Going to the record store that becomes a karaoke bar a couple nights a week. Hanging out with my friends. The hot pot place has my favorite takeout, hands down.
Basically? You get bit and then it... changes you. Every full moon, I have to put myself in a room that my friends have fortified and keep warded. I can usually recognize people even after the shift happens, but I'd rather not take the risk of hurting someone I care about.
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you don't want a good bar brawl
they can be fun sometimes
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[ even if she could hold her own if she got swept up in one. ]
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( fill him in! )
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[ her life is not that thrilling. ]
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karaoke?
that's a thing here, huh?
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just not my thing
can you picture me doing something like that?
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maybe laugh at anyone who was really bad.
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Though I think your tolerance for bad singing goes up when your blood alcohol level does.
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if you know you're gonna be bad at it, why?
( genuine question. )
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a lot.
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maybe it'll happen
it's not a never
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[ given how ridiculously high her alcohol tolerance is these days. and she'd need more in the way of liquid courage to even attempt it. ]
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Because I might not be fully human anymore.
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so, what are you, then?
( he's known a few non human...ish people so he's not getting all worked up about this just yet. )
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[ and apparently it took a little while for the side effects to kick in. ]
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really.
those aren't a bunch of fake shit for movies and tv?
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