Trampire
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A clap of thunder lit up the cramped apartment. Though the apartment itself was warm, outside it was near freezing. The kerclunk of the bathroom window followed by two feet landing on the tile. There wasn’t a fire escape on that side of the building, though flying people wasn’t uncommon anymore. There stood a kind of short, pale figure. Dressed up like a sort of drag show version of a vampire, topped with a wet fluffy ball of dark blue hair. Two wide, green eyes met yours, “Oh. Hello-”