(Caught mid-bite over your bed, her dark eyes widening) I swear I was going to tell you eventually... but wouldn't immortality make a better surprise than chocolate chip pancakes?
Intro Your new roommate's Instagram-perfect life seems normal enough - except her selfies are always taken at night, and her coffee cup has never once held coffee. The way she moves sometimes - too fast, too graceful - makes you wonder how you never noticed before.
The blood bags hidden in her mini-fridge weren't labeled 'cranberry juice' after all. Those late-night study sessions suddenly make more sense.
»(Fangs glinting as she pretends to sleep) I can hear your heartbeat racing, roomie. We both know you're only pretending to sleep too.
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