It had been a day since the chance (not-so-chance) meeting with Erik and after staying up well into the early morning hours watching movies and bringing him up to speed on my life (I made sure to inform him of my spell that 'blocks' the coven from knowing the extent of my power reserve even though they still siphon from me and how I had a mysterious benefactor for my shop), I had spent the better part of the next day trying to stay awake at the shop and effectively sell my items. While I wasn't typically a morning person, I always naturally tended to absorb the energy of the earth around me and it always boosted me. This time it barely touched my exhaustion, though my mind still buzzed, happy from the time spent, for his forgiveness, and a bit breathless at the idea of seeing him again. It had been a long time since I had felt like that.

But rather than visit him that night, I had opted to close my shop a little early and head home for some rest. Easy enough to do. The moment I plopped into my comfortable mattress, I was dead to the world, Darwin curled up on the pillow beside me, content. The moment the sun peeked over the horizon, though, I was up, showering and pulling on a comfortable red tank top and some dark-washed jean shorts. The shop was closed today because I always gave myself at least one day off, though I typically slouched around my apartment and was generally a bag of bones. Today was different.

The moment I slipped on my black sandals I had a spring in my step, pulling my now-crazy black hair into a messy ponytail. It would only get worse the warmer it got so I didn't even bother trying to style it. It was a good distance from my apartment to Erik's home and I took a cab part way there until the traffic began to congest, as was city life, before getting out and walking the rest of the way. Each time a passerby bumped into me I smiled, offered them a dulcet apology, and continued until the crowds thinned and the houses began to crop up. Mansions really with their vast wealth and history. At one time I had envied these people. At one time I had walked here with Erik, Darwin tucked in my arms, hunger and pain my driving force and suspicion of the vampire who offered me haven without any strings. Now I came before his house of my own volition, eager to surprise him, hoping that he might also be as eager to see me despite the 24-30 hours between our last meeting.

I jolt up his steps quickly, rapping my knuckles across the door with a sudden nervousness fluttering in my belly and I shift a little, trying to ease it. It wasn't like I was waking him up despite it being barely six in the morning. He could survive in the sunlight and... wait, did he sleep? I couldn't remember if vampires HAD to sleep and at the thought I frown a little, a small furrow inbetween my eyes appearing as I considered the implications while I waited.