Christine stares for a good long moment, then laughs. Not an amused laugh, but one of utter disbelief. Maybe it shouldn't be so. Maybe she should have realized it was inevitably that she'd end up this way. But this whole situation is crazy. Up until a few weeks ago, she hadn't even believed vampires were real.
"It's sad how the most unbelievable thing out of all of that is the fact that's your name."
Look, she can normally be polite, but these aren't normal circumstances. She tosses the comforter aside and swings her legs over the edge of the bed, sitting up and groaning. A hand presses to her forehead, then her cheeks and the nape of her neck so she can gauge her temperature.
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Date: 2020-12-09 03:14 am (UTC)"It's sad how the most unbelievable thing out of all of that is the fact that's your name."
Look, she can normally be polite, but these aren't normal circumstances. She tosses the comforter aside and swings her legs over the edge of the bed, sitting up and groaning. A hand presses to her forehead, then her cheeks and the nape of her neck so she can gauge her temperature.
"Was I drugged?"