Ok so it wasn't midnight, but more or less four in the early morning... Lyren was awake and was laying in her room simply staring at the ceiling. Her mind was drifting and she couldn't possibly keep thinking like this. She was going out of her mind here! He silver eyes peered through the darkness of her room in the basement before she rolled out of bed, almost taking the black covers with her. Slipping a pair of slippers on she wandered out of her room, and to the stairs and up them.
With ease she moved up then before heading straight for the kitchen. Her hands guided her to the fridge... now where was the blood at? Oh that's right she was living with mostly humans and no one here drank blood. "Wonderful." Was muttered to herself as she searched through the fridge. She grabbed a container that had something in it that looked like it shouldn't be eaten, so she opened it and smelled it. "Argh... gross." And she had to taste it... it was horrible... like licking sweaty feet dipped in sour milk... not like she's ever tasted it but none the less... she threw it away.
Moving to the freezer she opened that and found mass amounts of ice cream... Why was this house so damn obsessed with the frozen dairy product? Anyways... Lyren's bloodred lips curled into a devious smile before she took a carton out of the freezer... it was birthday cake... Hmm... she never tried it before so what would be the harm now?
Anyways, she opened the carton and found only a few bites left... So why not? She took a spoon and walked to the island counter and pulled out a chair before sitting down and began eating her ice cream. Would someone join her? Who knows...this was her first night actually staying in the house...
With ease she moved up then before heading straight for the kitchen. Her hands guided her to the fridge... now where was the blood at? Oh that's right she was living with mostly humans and no one here drank blood. "Wonderful." Was muttered to herself as she searched through the fridge. She grabbed a container that had something in it that looked like it shouldn't be eaten, so she opened it and smelled it. "Argh... gross." And she had to taste it... it was horrible... like licking sweaty feet dipped in sour milk... not like she's ever tasted it but none the less... she threw it away.
Moving to the freezer she opened that and found mass amounts of ice cream... Why was this house so damn obsessed with the frozen dairy product? Anyways... Lyren's bloodred lips curled into a devious smile before she took a carton out of the freezer... it was birthday cake... Hmm... she never tried it before so what would be the harm now?
Anyways, she opened the carton and found only a few bites left... So why not? She took a spoon and walked to the island counter and pulled out a chair before sitting down and began eating her ice cream. Would someone join her? Who knows...this was her first night actually staying in the house...