The next afternoon, I wake up to the sound of my alarm clock with a strange, dry sensation in my throat. It's that vampire-specific hunger that bothers me all the way down to my stomach. I grab my phone to turn off the alarm, checking my texts. I missed Rick's good night text because I turned the notifications off... That's one good way to make me smile so early. My God, do they even make guys that sweet anymore? Feels like they broke the mold after him, or I got the one rare find in a billion... I quickly text him, although it's very late for a good morning... I hope he won't be upset that I answered so late. He might not know about my condition fully, but he should probably realize I'm not a diurnal creature anymore...
Luckily, he's more relieved to hear from me than upset. I answer ag
