— You should go. I got this.
— You did this. This is your fault.
— You confuse me for someone with remorse. None of this matters to me. None of it.
— People die around you. How could it not matter? It matters, and you know it.
— What are you?
— You know.
— No, I don't.
— Yes, you do, or you wouldn't be here.
— It's not possible. It can't be.
— Everything you know and every belief that you have is about to change. Are you ready for that?
— What are you?
— I'm a vampire.
β Have you spoken to your uncle lately?
β I've been avoiding him, actually. That, and I've been here most nights.
β So you'll be here again tonight?
β Is that a problem?
β Yes. You're a complete nuisance.
β I'll see you later.
— He's not you. Not even close.
— Well, he doesn't wanna be me. But that doesn't mean that deep down that he's not.
— What are you doing here?
— I'm hiding from Caroline.
— And why is that?
— I needed a break. She talks more than I can listen.
— Thank you.
— For what?
— For being such a monumental disappointment.
When someone asks, "How are you?" they really don't want an answer.
All you can do is be ready for the good... So when it comes, you invite it in because you need it. I need it.
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