As the brink of night dawned on the sleeping vampress, she stirred in her restless sleep. Her skin crawled as the last light shone through the blanketed window. She rolled over in her cocoon of bed sheets. She looked at the sunlight that positioned itself on the floor. She missed it's warmth and tender glow. She missed being able to be in it. Sunlight was nothing but a distant memory to her now...<br/><br/>She sat up in bed running a hand through her long black hair, she huffed. She watched the sunlight slide across the room, until it disappeared from it entirely. She wanted so much to bask in it without burning her skin. She threw the sheets off her legs. She touched her dainty feet to the floor below. She lifted herself out of the bed, walking slowly to the window. She moved the curtain slightly, letting her eyes peer outside. Her skin screamed at her, but no visible burning occurred. The light was too dim to do much to her. It only felt as though her skin was exposed to hot water, yet she showed no pain in her gray eyes. A smile spread across her porcelain face. She stood there cherishing the last moments of sunlight. She stood there...until the light was completely gone.<br/><br/>She sighed, her happiness deteriorating a little. She walked to the bedroom door. Opening it slowly, like she always did. She tried her best not to disturb JÃ©an from his work. He was always so busy. But she still admired him so. She admired his dedication to everything most of all. She looked at him for a little bit, smiling. He was so lost in his work. She sniffed the air, no coffee? He always had coffee brewing. What made today different?  She shuffled past him silently and went to the kitchen. She walked up to the coffee pot seeing only droplets left. She smiled.<br/><br/>She went through the cupboards in the kitchen soon finding the coffee. She set it on the counter and read the instructions carefully. She didn't want to mess this up. She felt a privilege to do something nice for him. She laid down a paper filter and dumped a heap of coffee grinds into it. She placed it into the coffee maker and poured water into the spout on top of it. She watched it drain into the machine with curiosity. Had she done it? A brown liquid poured into the pot. The smell was heavenly. She smiled at her success. She hoped JÃ©an would be proud of her.