the-vampires-lair

*** Daniel's apartment wasn't as palatial as Aubrey had thought it would be. Chocolate box pallete was appreciated, decor coffee creams, varying shades of richness, not too bitter on her tongue. Open plan, living room come kitchen, two doors on the walls to her right. "I should become a librarian", the woman teased, "wasn't aware they made so much money". "They don't". Daniel replied, as smooth as the velvet drapes drawn across the bay window. Aubrey snorted. "Drug mule? No. I can't see you with drugs up your arse, or swallowing a condom with pills in it, hoping it doesn't burst, thus, killing you". "Whatever doesn't kill you makes you stron