The Devil's Nest, Monday Night

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Eric came into the bar tonight to find Tiny in a black body suit and a jack-o-latern on his head, dancing. "It's not October until tomorrow," he said, sounding deeply tired.

The Devil's Nest was open. The bartender was jazzed about spooky seaoson. The vampire was drinking bourbon and trying to avoid making eye contact with whatever it was Tiny was doing now.

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"Feel free to leave one too," Eric said.

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"We were together for like a year, they will not get my experience," she scoffed. "I will however create an account to say those reviews are helpful."

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Eric grinned toothily at her. "I appreciate your help."

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"I'm always here to help," sge said.

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"That's why I love having you around," Eric said.

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"I'm going to get better about it, I swear," she said. "Not sure how yet. But."

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Eric's smile turned more sincere. "I look forward to that."