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Tartaglia stood in front of the bathroom sink. The apartment was excessively quiet and only the tap was dripping. It would have made Tartaglia completely mad if he wasn't so tired, as he put another plaster on his neck, below the two older ones. This one was pink with a strawberry printed on it. You sure knew your ways with him, as wounds from a vampire took longer to heal than normal ones. He wasn't against it, though, as he got into his morning routine.