Is there ever a time when Nan doesn't look pissed?
"Thank you, I already ate," she says. "TruBlood only, of course."
Pam can't help an eye-roll at this, even as Nan glances at her. No vampire can truly sustain one's self on that fake shit.
But it's Eric that Nan is here for. It's been too soon since she's last seen him.
"Can't stay out of trouble, can you?" she sneers at him. "The VRA is two states away from ratification. I should be kissing asses in Oregon, not cleaning up after you in fucking Louisiana."
Pam barely restrains another roll of her eyes, because it's not like she and Eric had any choice to end up in fucking Louisiana in the first place. The Vampire Rights Amendment, her ass.
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"Thank you, I already ate," she says. "TruBlood only, of course."
Pam can't help an eye-roll at this, even as Nan glances at her. No vampire can truly sustain one's self on that fake shit.
But it's Eric that Nan is here for. It's been too soon since she's last seen him.
"Can't stay out of trouble, can you?" she sneers at him. "The VRA is two states away from ratification. I should be kissing asses in Oregon, not cleaning up after you in fucking Louisiana."
Pam barely restrains another roll of her eyes, because it's not like she and Eric had any choice to end up in fucking Louisiana in the first place. The Vampire Rights Amendment, her ass.