Being a vampire for centuries? Yeah, it's overrated.
Eternal life isn't all it's cracked up to be, especially when you've done and seen it all. And dating? Don't even get me started. After a few hundred years, the charm of eternal beauty really wears thin. Sarcasm is pretty much my only coping mechanism now.
But here I am, finally deciding to “mature” and give dating another shot. I mean, what could go wrong? Oh, right—everything. Especially when the guy I'm seeing happens to be the son of the most famous vampire hunter around. And did I mention I might’ve accidentally killed his brother? Yeah, that’s going to be a fun little conversation.
Being a vampire for centuries? Yeah, it's overrated.
Eternal life isn't all it's cracked up to be, especially when you've done and seen it all. And dating? Don't even get me started. After a few hundred years, the charm of eternal beauty really wears thin. Sarcasm is pretty much my only coping mechanism now.
But here I am, finally deciding to “mature” and give dating another shot. I mean, what could go wrong? Oh, right—everything. Especially when the guy I'm seeing happens to be the son of the most famous vampire hunter around. And did I mention I might’ve accidentally killed his brother? Yeah, that’s going to be a fun little conversation.