She felt her lids getting heavy briefly, but shook her head snapping out of it. Strange, her father had said that a vampireâ€™s gaze was a death wish, â€œSorry, noâ€¦Iâ€¦I donâ€™t even want to begin to trust you, even though you didnâ€™t kill me, a bath sounds nice, but againâ€¦. Noâ€ Geez, this vamp was like those college boys she had gone to school with. Gently she pushed past him and stepped down the stairs slowly, careful of each step as the sunlight faded. She had to get to her safe.<br/><br/>â€œAnyways, nice meeting you, my names Ferra, you arenâ€™t too bad except when getting hit in the ballsâ€¦â€ She giggled hoarsely and coughed before walking a few more steps.