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C H A P T E R  T H R E E

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C H A P T E R T H R E E

{Vampires Everywhere!...or so say the frog brothers}

Grumbling and already in a foul mood thanks to the crowded conditions she'd endured the last hour and a bit, Hesperia finally managed to haul her two extremely heavy suitcases off the bus

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Grumbling and already in a foul mood thanks to the crowded conditions she'd endured the last hour and a bit, Hesperia finally managed to haul her two extremely heavy suitcases off the bus.

Sweat accumulated on her brow, beading along her hairline while she struggled under the noon-day sun. There was a huff, a tap of a foot, and she moved to the side of the doors to allow the man who'd been staring angrily at her as she'd struggled to exit the bus and storm past her.

He made a point of brushing against her shoulder when passing her, harsh and unforgiving to her plight and her innocence in not deserving his annoyance.

He only got three steps from her before he was tripped by some invisible force, falling flat—with a crack from his nose breaking—on his face.

Cassius cackled, mad like Doctor Frankenstein as he returned to her side and watched the pathetic little worm struggle to get back on his feet. He quieted in rage when a kind woman helping him was pushed away harshly for her efforts.

Blood gushing from his mangled nose, the mans coffee tinted skin blushed red, shamed and embarrassed as he sped off.

"Fucking animal." Cas rightfully observed, aggravated that he couldn't help his sister with her luggage and disgusted by humanities selfishness when no one even offered her a hand. "If he was in such a hurry why didn't he just help you?"

"Because men suck, dude." Hesperia groused under her breath, now having everything under control.

"Yeah, well, what a warm welcome." Murmuring absently, his stony gaze continuing to follow the man until he disspeared around the corner-he supposed such unfriendliness was a fitting introduction to the The  Murder Capital Of The World.

Scoffing, he suddenly seemed to remember she existed, turning to her with an excited smile. "We're finally here! what do you think?" With an expectant smirk he waited for her answer, sure she'd love it.

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