Allison dimly remembers the post on the network, nothing really specific, but definitely a little about the utterly sleazy guy doing the asking. That didn't make her that happy, but somehow that seemed entirely par for the course with how the people here just pushed people into housing together with no real discretion or decision making skills about the people involved. She gave a shake of her head.

Two of the people in my original place were vampires. She taps her thumbnail a little against the plastic sheet around the menu, thinking about it as she sent, and then added more. Like drink blood, have black out curtains on all of the windows, weird frilly clothes sometimes, all the way vampires.

One of them loved drugs as much as Klaus, so Klaus was pretty much living on our couch about half the time before we moved into the house, too.