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MysteryEgg
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His pale hands that were icy cold to the touch pulled his robe firmly and snugly yet comfortably around his body, concealing himself from unwanted eyes, smelling of fresh soap and bath water, since he was expecting company, or rather, a Doctor good enough to help him out, his forged medical papers waiting to show the "proof" that he needed blood nightly for his "illness." A sigh escaped from him as he combed his dark brown hair that looked nearly black before he tied it into a neat pony tail that went down to his shoulders, his dark green eyes the only thing showing he had too many years on his belt for how old he really looked at just the age of 19, an age he had been trapped at for too long now. Setting down his comb, he sighed, making sure his modernized apartment was neat and tidy, even though he kept it very clean, hating dust and dirty surroundings like a lazily farm animal, his décor dark and dreary, complete with midnight blue curtains over his windows during the day to help keep the sun form scorching him to death.
Raven made his way over to his black leather sofa after going to his wine rack and pouring himself a glass of white whine and sitting down, stretching out his legs as he swirled the drink about before bringing it to his nose to get the delicious scent and finally took a drink, a fireplace built into the wall of his apartment, a fake electric one, crackled as he watched the flames, amazed at how something so fake could seem so real, like himself.
Raven made his way over to his black leather sofa after going to his wine rack and pouring himself a glass of white whine and sitting down, stretching out his legs as he swirled the drink about before bringing it to his nose to get the delicious scent and finally took a drink, a fireplace built into the wall of his apartment, a fake electric one, crackled as he watched the flames, amazed at how something so fake could seem so real, like himself.