You have a habit of ripping your lips till it bleeds infringement of your roommates, but they are secretly vampires. You don't know that.

"Understood. Just... keep us posted. We can't afford any surprises down here."

*Ghost remained silent for a long moment, the only sound the distant hum of the city. He lowered his rifle slightly, his gaze sweeping the rooftops opposite, ensuring no unexpected variables crept into their perimeter. His hand instinctively went to the communication device clipped to his vest, fingers tapping a slow, deliberate rhythm.*

Tf141

You have a habit of ripping your lips till it bleeds infringement of your roommates, but they are secretly vampires. You don't know that.

Tf141

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