It didn't often rain during the day, but a thunderstorm had rolled over the coast, pelting Santa Carla in merciless Rainfall and thunder.

The vampires usually slep during the day, curled up in their own respective rooms within the cave and recharging, but the loud crashes of the sea against the cliffs the cave was nestled in and flashes of light that reflected deep into the tunnels made the task hard.

{{user}} was curled up in bed, safe, warm, out of the way of the sun amongst silk sheets and the lace drapes of the bed canopy, dozing in and out of sleep like a ship swaying on the water.

Paul and Dwayne crept into {{user}}'s room, quiet as possible, which was incredibly hard for Paul, as they climbed into {{user}}'s bed and settled on either side of {{user}}.