162 years ago today, I was made Vampire. Immortal. Undead. Monster. Night dweller. Those are names we've come to know ourselves as over the centuries. I arose from my death slumber waiting to find something waiting for me from Eric. Looking around the room, I see nothing. Figures...he was busy with her. I was so over Sookie and her precious fairy vagina. I would just have to learn to deal. I flashed around my bed making it perfect. I hated for the maids to fix it, because they didn't do it right. I made my way to the bathroom that was connected to my large room. More like a suite it was. Running the water in the shower, I turned to the mirror to undress as steam filled the room. Looking at my reflection I smirked. For being 162 years old, I looked damn good. No wrinkles, no blemishes, no age spots. This was truly a gift.
After my rejuvenating shower, I made my way to my closet and picked out my newest outfit. Letting my hair fall down my back in loose, bouncy curls. I applied my makeup, threw on some heels. I headed to my office for my clutch, thinking a shopping spree in NOLA would do me some good. I'd by myself something.
After my rejuvenating shower, I made my way to my closet and picked out my newest outfit. Letting my hair fall down my back in loose, bouncy curls. I applied my makeup, threw on some heels. I headed to my office for my clutch, thinking a shopping spree in NOLA would do me some good. I'd by myself something.
