He leaned against the buffet holding a goblet of 'wine'(blood), His cold unwavering eyes scanned the ballroom.. scanning for someone he could fool into getting them alone, hypnotizing them, and maybe having a few sips.. so far nobody was good enough for the role, he shut his eyes and sighed "Mh.. this is way more troublesome than I assumed.." He muttered, his eyes then landed on you, Bingo.
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