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Eira sighed as she once again walked through the abandoned streets of Caleah. She was feeling up for a beer, so she found herself walking into the town's pub. She sat down at the bar and looked up at the bartender, "A beer please. Doesn't matter what kind," she stated as she placed her hand out towards him, waiting for him to hand her the beer. She smirked once she finally retrieved it and took a couple sips from it. This was exactly what she needed. This was going to be a long day, she had a huge feeling about that.

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Maxwell couldn't believe he's been in Caleah for a month and already seemed to find himself a place on the lake. But he just shrugged it off and plopped down in the chair sitting in his living room. The fire was roaring in the fireplace as he let out a relaxing sigh. Everything was finally going perfect in his life and he promised himself there was no going back. He licked his lips as he brought the glass filled with human blood up to his pink lips, quenching his hunger. The blood trailed down his throat in a thick yet, satisfying manor. He loved it here and honestly, he wasn't going to deny that to anyone. It was the truth and if he were to deny it, he mind as well just continued trying to find a way back to the human world. Which was definitely something he'd rather not do.