The Hangover

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Azazel I had dinner at Enedina's place. I'm never in favor of human food but once in a while, I make exceptions. Plus, I couldn't postpone it for eternity. But now I have to get this solid food out of my system. What a waste! After a few minutes, I managed to lose those veggies. I felt dizzy. I need real food. I need blood. I wandered around the street to find a fine donor. I don't kill people. I just take what I need and let them have enough to keep them safe. Mostly, I feed on animals but because of all the exertion I had, it won't be enough. There's a guy. He's in the mid-20s and looks fit and fine. Just my type.  "Hey! I need your help." I told him.  "What?" He said  "I need your help. I need to feed. It won't hurt you. Just be calm" I was influencing him.  "Do what you want, br

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