The doorbell rang and Brad dove under the weighted blanket on the couch.
"Okay," he yelled.
The front door opened and sunlight flooded the room as his wife bounced in. Carla closed the door behind her shrouding the room in darkness again.
Brad had been a vampire for just under six months, but they had their routine down. He basically kept the same sleeping schedule as his wife and, due to the pandemic, he already had an online job. They just kept all the curtains and blinds shut tight and Carla had to do all their daytime running.
Brad came out from under his blanket. She kissed him and smiled.
Brad stepped into the kitchen and sat at the kitchen table, "What'd you bring me?"
"I got over a liter of beef blood from the butcher today…and I got you surprise."
Brad's eyes got big. "Really, let's see it."
Carla pulled out a small package wrapped in aluminum foil and set it in front of Brad.
Brad looked up at her, "Is this from Frankie's?"
Carla nodded with excitement.
He opened it quickly to find a chili cheese dog covered in onions. He leaned over the food and inhaled deeply. "You know, it's kind of mean when you do this to me. I love the smell, but I can't eat it."
Carla laughed, "It's not mean. I'm going to eat it and I brought it home so you could smell it first."
Brad pushed it to her side of the table, "That's almost worse."
"Hey, don't give me a hard time. I already gave up garlic for you. I've sacrificed enough."
But this begs the question, what turned Brad into a vampire?
ReplyDeleteThat would be another vampire.
DeleteOr maybe a side effect of the vaccine.
I never gave garlic a second thought until we moved here. I would have garlic powder in my spice cabinet, but rarely used the real deal. Now, it's in everything. If you turn vampire on me we'll have to live in different places.
ReplyDeleteIt could never be avoided here.
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