Bobbys Diner

It had been quite a bit of time since Frank had the locket. He still wore it around his neck, visible to all. He hadn't had anyone at all try to claim said necklace, which was good because he had sort of an attachment to it. He would get something to eat sooner or later at Bobby's Diner, he'd go now. He didn't dress in anything special, just a t-shirt and shorts. He didn't feel like dressing up, but he still had the locket. Sometimes, he'd forgotten he'd even had it. He still felt the depression of being a vampire, destined for a soulless, unfeeling life. He had someone, but that someone would mean nothing down the road, and he knew it. He didn't like the idea of that, the person he'd spend a portion of his life with would become old and die, then disintegrate into a pile of dust. Even his brothers and sisters would become maggot food before his very eyes, he'd watch them grow old as well, and suffer the effects of mortality.

DJ, Rowan, Richard, Ezekiel, Tadashi and Sora. All gone. While he lived, well, sort of.

The emotional distancing would be a blessing in disguise. That way, he would no longer lose who he cared about, since he wouldn't care about anyone anymore. He thought of this as he walked, how much he wished for it to happen. He stared into the distance, his icy eyes seemed to pierce the night with their now feline quality. Flicking back and forth, he finally found the building he looked for after an hour of slow walking and brooding depression. The diner.

He went inside, picked a seat, then sat down. He'd eat soon, but right now the thinking made him ache.