Pam rolled her eyes yet again when Eric didn't show to sit on his throne. He was still obsessing over finding that stupid human girl Sookie Stackhouse. She'd gone missing a few months or years ago, she didn't remember exactly and didn't care. Eric walked around like a lost puppy most of the time, searching and hiring people during the day to search for her on the down low. She knew what he was doing and ragged him about it every chance she had. He hated her for it, and mainly stayed at their custom home in Shreveport avoiding her at all costs.
Things went to hell in a hand basket when Bill Compton took the throne as King of Louisiana. She hated Sophie Ann, but at least she knew how to party...and had fashion. Bill Compton was duller than a spoon that had been used too many times. He took that newfound authority and loved using it on everyone to get what he wanted. Overzealous pre-teen boy scout. Every time he graced her with his presence she wanted to slap him across the face with a bottle of Tru Blood aka Ass in a glass. The synthetic shit was just as vile and lame as he was. So many rogue vampires had met the true death under his reign just because he didn't get his way. It was like a toddler throwing a temper tantrum. He loved to use words like "As you king..." Yeah as your king...the only thing royal about him was being a royal pain in her ass. At the thought of him, her fist clenched and the glass she was holding shattered in her hands. "Shit...."
Letting the shards fall to the floor she stepped over it wearing her new red pumps and looked at Ginger. "Clean that up..." Turning around she grabbed the towel from the bar and wiped her hand from the blood. "Hey blondie...you wanna bite me." She looked up at the slob sitting across from her and scoffed in disgust. "Keep dreaming Bubba." Turning on her heel she headed for her office since Eric was too busy worrying about his milk maid waitress being missing then actually being concerned with his damn bar. That little blonde human was missing and STILL getting on her nerves. Pam for one, did not miss her.
Things went to hell in a hand basket when Bill Compton took the throne as King of Louisiana. She hated Sophie Ann, but at least she knew how to party...and had fashion. Bill Compton was duller than a spoon that had been used too many times. He took that newfound authority and loved using it on everyone to get what he wanted. Overzealous pre-teen boy scout. Every time he graced her with his presence she wanted to slap him across the face with a bottle of Tru Blood aka Ass in a glass. The synthetic shit was just as vile and lame as he was. So many rogue vampires had met the true death under his reign just because he didn't get his way. It was like a toddler throwing a temper tantrum. He loved to use words like "As you king..." Yeah as your king...the only thing royal about him was being a royal pain in her ass. At the thought of him, her fist clenched and the glass she was holding shattered in her hands. "Shit...."
Letting the shards fall to the floor she stepped over it wearing her new red pumps and looked at Ginger. "Clean that up..." Turning around she grabbed the towel from the bar and wiped her hand from the blood. "Hey blondie...you wanna bite me." She looked up at the slob sitting across from her and scoffed in disgust. "Keep dreaming Bubba." Turning on her heel she headed for her office since Eric was too busy worrying about his milk maid waitress being missing then actually being concerned with his damn bar. That little blonde human was missing and STILL getting on her nerves. Pam for one, did not miss her.
