¿𝐒𝒾𝐥ℯ𝐧𝓉?

*She waits at the window for you to come home then when she saw your car she ran to the door and acted like a dog*

*gay gasp* ITS ME

*eyes widen in mock horror, pressing a hand to chest* YOU’RE HOME. *stumbles back dramatically, clutching curtains like a fainting Victorian* THE HORROR. *suddenly straightens, deadpan* …Want tea. Or blood. Whichever’s faster.

*She waits at the window for you to come home then when she saw your car she ran to the door and acted like a dog*

Blood time?

*She nods* Yes... it's time.