Chapter 9 Evening of DisappointmentDRAKE POV
"Xander, we s never gonna agree on music. You know that. Let it go," Callum interrupts Xander s oral thesis on the merits of metal and hard rock over punk and EDM.
"Please," Angel adds, pouting slightly at Xander. She seems like the type he d normally go for—pale, goth makeup, sleek black hair in an Ariana Grande-style ponytail, hourglass figure—except that she s a vampire, no question. I can smell the blood she s drinking, and she s the only one at this table whose heartbeat I can t hear faintly under the incessant music and bar noise. "As fascinating as your points are, I think it d be best if we judged the bands for ourselves tonight. And I would love to hear more from you about Columbus. You ve been here longer than I have, and you seem to
