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I debated between giving Liam just some bacon or something else. I don’t really know. He wasn’t bedridden or anything but I want to take care of him to the best of my abilities. He’s been the one taking care of me since all these days, it is only right that I want to return the favour, you know,

“Hey baby.” He was watching a tennis match on our cable tv. He didn’t seem to like the fact that I was in the kitchen cooking while he was just watching something without helping me the whole time. He told me that it made him feel less than whole. Like he was useless for not helping him and I had shooed him off because his leg still aches. I called him dramatic too and just made him watch the TV instead. He can’t get blood—at least, not until the people deliver the blood bags. I offered him myself though, he feeds for me sometimes during love making but that is about it.

He is lucky he’s an undead creature though. A chandelier fell on him and a couple other things too. Something about the ar