A TV was blaring loudly in a room in the back where a group of about six or seven people were gathered. Rory ran quickly through their names, but I didn't catch them all because before I had time to digest them he was already pushing me ahead of himself.
"Guys-this is her." He gushed. "The one from the news that survived the serial killer. She's one of my kind! That's how she survived! Well I say one of my kind-she's full blooded actually."
"Woah, wait! You bought one of them here?!" A man with red hair and tattoos jumped up quickly, backing away and reaching behind the couch he was sitting on.
"Calm down! She's different! She likes me." Rory gripped me around the waist and nuzzled his face into my neck. I blushed.
"You've lost your mind this time Rory." A goth girl seated
