Ephemeral (The Countenance)
“Just the thought of Wes drinking blood at midnight like some coffin-dwelling vampire, racks up all kinds of insane thoughts of ruby-encrusted goblets and prisoners confined to dungeons. How did this become our life? Me with a zombie contagion and him with an unnatural thirst for life-giving plasma?I suck in a breath at the realization. “He’s a vampire!” I sit up, abruptly. “Wesley Parker Paxton is an effing vampire!” A visual comes to me of him downing bodily fluids in the morning like some grisly energy drink.Cooper laughs through a smile. “Vampires are contrived strictly for literary purposes from authors with overactive imaginations, or”—he motions—“perhaps a bastardized version of the Counts and their nocturnal infusions.”“What do you mean by infusions?”“Drinking—absorbs it right into their cellular structure.”“That’s disgusting. Wes would never pass the chalice. There’s got to be another way. I bet he injects it like a blood draw in reverse.”“Maybe old Wes would never down a pint..., but what about the new and improved version?”God.MoreLess
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