“ how are you, sweet girl? ” esme whispered softly, head tilting to the side as she eyed the younger woman with a warm smile coiling rosy brims.

“ a woman? ” the female whispered, the statement causing her to raise an eyebrow as esme eyed alice. “ whatever is going on, dear? who are we expecting? ”

oizys.⠀ i think my brain has done as many replies as it can right now with how sick i still feel. i will try to do a few more in a bit. i am so sorry

esme has returned and she is most definitely eyeing everyone...

“ I do trust you, ” the female muttered softly in response, her gaze scanning the other vampier. “ it is because I trust you that I shall do as you ask... but could you provide me with a hint? ”

👀👀

esme has a bone to pick with her husband. where is her husband?

she was hoping (* he ) could answer that—.

can vampires have hangovers? she is asking for a friend—.

she is alive—. almost—.

well—. she is a vampire—. almost is close enough.