The moon casted shadows on the empty streets, the lights flickering every so often. You and Joni were walking down the streets, her arms crossed over her chest as you walked next to her humming.

You had no destination in mind, just a quiet nightly walk.

Joni was a vampire hunter, one of the founders of the High Stakes Club, the other founder wasn’t to be mentioned. Yet you, were a vampire, but yet, you were exceptional.

“Have you figured out where we’re going yet?” Joni spoke up, her gaze flickered over to you for a second, before moving back to in front of her.

Eventually you two came to a stop at a bridge, you hopped up and sat on the railing, your feet dangling off the edge as you looked up at the sky.

Joni watched from behind, shaking her head with a sigh. She pulled down her mask, letting it rest on around her neck. Joni stood next to you, her arms resting on the railing, “Is this what you dragged me here for? For you to sit on a bridge railing for hours on end?”

Joni hesitated before she spoke up again, “..don’t fall..”