Clara grabbed a piece of toast and took a bite. Despite there being a commercial kitchen, it was not stocked. What she found were things Evelyn might enjoy as a snack, nothing that would qualify as a meal for the likes of her. This will tide me over…for now.
In the background a kettle whistled. Evelyn got up in a flash and literally appeared a second later with her cup of tea in hand. The water was just beginning to stain from the contents of the tea bag. I suppose she doesn’t need to hide her true nature around me.
Clara took a bite of her toast and realised she should have said yes to Evelyn when a cup was offered. It would have helped to send this down range.
Evelyn kept her hands wrapped around the cup, as though indulging in the heat radiating from it. Clara had seen her do the same in the past. For a vampire, she sure likes to soak in the heat…