The Clutches of Lonely Vampires
I will stay

Elena clucked while tapping her forehead at the table after her college friend came home and made her own at a mediteranea cafe. It took him two hours of patience and a thick face to explain how he was still alive in front of his helper straight away.

Luther moves to the table where Elena's blonde-haired friend originally sat.

"You seem to praise me well, Ela."

Elena didn't budge, she was too tired of the theatrics and her tongue was stiff to speak.

Luther stared at the avocado and vegetables doused with olive oil in a clear bowl. "You having trouble eating?" forehead wrinkling.

Elena hit her head in a still down position. His feet cracked the floor repeatedly with a lump.

"I'm on a diet and I don't eat meat after from your castle! It made me nauseous." muttered Elena who was heard by Luther.

"You eat venison." Luther explained in a plain manner. Maybe because she thought Elena thought that the meat often served by her servant was strange meat.

"Are you pregnant? My mother once thought Patricia was pregnant after being around a man and getting nauseous."

Elena kicked Luther's leg under the table, he growled like a frustrated person until people looked at him in wonder until someone brought their stuff to a place farther away from vampires and angry girls.

"You're such a bitch, Luth!" His face was red, his hands were squeezing the edges of the table. "You should know, I'm dizzy thinking about my job and the many new things I've been through! You screwed it up by hearing all my explanations about you. Do you realize I'm depressed!"

"I can help you." Luther said calmly. He turned the computer on the bench that Elena noticed. "I'll do it, while you can eat that vegetarian food."

Luther smiled amusedly as he shifted the clear bowl near Elena. "You're like a herbivore." he said.

Elena covered her face in a few seconds. Really as he pleases. He looked at Luther who was not as bad as he had imagined after he thought again.

Luther took a serious look at the computer screen of his bench displaying his duties. Elena was comforted by the frown on her forehead even as Luther pressed the keyboard carefully and confusedly he bit his spoon inside the mouth.

He certainly doesn't know how to use it. Hi, hi... I'll understand. In 1822, a new computer was invented by the mathematician Charles Babbage. While she...

Elena chewed her vegetarian food and swallowed it. His feelings have gone wrong. It is possible that Luther did not want to be what he is today, perhaps he also felt tired of living his eternal life. Elena was not sure, which she knew Luther was a lonely vampire because he liked to disturb her.

"Can you not?" Elena moved beside Luther.

The young man looked happy. "It's a little complicated, yeah..." Luther smiled without showing his teeth.

"I used to use a pencil."

Elena immediately opened her bag while taking out the pen.

"You can use this, and you don't have to help me! You think that way I'll accept you." Elena took out a notebook and gave it to Luther with a cynical face.

"You can use that to write whatever you want!"

Luther held the pen and notebook with a smile, his pointy nails making Elena roll her eyes.

"You better cut your nails, you look like a tiger!" elena protested while showing off her beautiful and clean nails.

Luther replaced the pen with Elena's fingers and inhaled it. The smell of olive oil made him choke.

I hate vegetarian food.

Elena pulled her hand slowly, she was embarrassed and could not get angry anymore. It was enough for him to embarrass himself in public if he wanted to keep his face safe.

"You're lucky today, Luth. I'm not mad!"

"Thank you." Luther nodded. "You're good if you're not angry" he said blatantly.

And Elena's chest immediately rumbled. The sentence insinuated him politely and gently. Elena sighed.

"You'd better change your appearance if you want to be around humans." Elena scanned her lap computer, if Luther could use a spell to conjure the machine as easily as touching it, the answers to her college assignments would be entirely given to the genius and cunning in front of her.

Elena packed her things into a bag. "I'm going home with Jonathan, you know what that means?"

Luther crossed his arms, his mind projecting the mantra of the remote mind controller.

Malc. Didn't you manage to keep that smart guy from taking longer?

Malcolm snorted, he rebelled repeatedly in the iron chair with his condition bound. His face was battered as if he had done a fight.

This one's really smart, Luth. He kissed my heart before he left the store. You just go and help me!

Luther took Elena's hand and began to pull her out of the mediteranea cafe.

"Jonathan caught my brother!" luther said as they stopped on the sidewalk. The night wind blew coldly, brushing Elena and Luther's hair together under the streetlight.

"Continue?" Elena's lips. "Your eyes, corner me!" said fierce.

"I had to take it off because Mom would scold me if my sister died, Ela. I beg of you, help me tonight!" Luther clasped his hands together in a childish manner.

Elena frowned. "Is your spell useless?"

"Don't you know the greatness, Jonathan?" Luther's eyes narrowed. "My sister is in danger, spells are useless now!"

Elena sniffed her shoulders, painstakingly thinking about Malcolm's fate which she admitted also helped her.

"What should I do?"

"So barter tools, you want to?"

Gee whiz...

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