The pale gray slacks were stained on the front as if he'd not quite made it to a bathroom, but that wasn't really what the stain was. The other black-shirted security guards didn't seem to know what to do. I want to get this shit off of me. I'd been invited to speak before a Senate subcommittee on undead rights, but the date kept being switched, or the committee chairperson kept changing, or .
Nathaniel gave me a little flicker of a look that said as clearly as if he'd spoken, Be nice. Out loud I said, I fed on you at about two in the morning, which means it's only been eight hours. Even I wasn't sure sometimes. Pain, my body was just pain.
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