RE: Vampire Stalker
"I'm okay with you adopting me. Then I don't have to do anything" he teased him, smiling. "I don't care. Russia is cold. And you can't go snorkeling in Russia" he added, finding that he was really excited about going. It felt more like vacation to him instead of actually living there. "How old are you?" he asked, shaking his head. He nodded as Xander explained what was going to happen when he they went to the prison. "Are you going to be in the room too?" he asked, hoping that he would. He was sure he would go in with him if he asked anyways. He opened his mouth to argue and then thought better of it "fine" he gave in, thinking that he should be thankful that Xander was going to willingly give in to him talking to his father. "They're roomed together?!" he said, now worried. "My dad will kill him" he said simply, biting his bottom lip. "What kind of idiots are they? They can't put them in the same room together!" he said, his voice rising just a little bit. He knew he was going to hear about one of them getting killed before the month was over. He looked back up, snapping out of his reverie when he heard Xander speaking, nodding "good, I'm hungry" he admitted before he looked at the two "so you're going to be drinking another blood bag?" he asked, looking slightly disgusted. He was pissed that they couldn't drink from him. He enjoyed it immensely and wanted to be the only source of the blood they drank.
"I'm okay with you adopting me. Then I don't have to do anything" he teased him, smiling. "I don't care. Russia is cold. And you can't go snorkeling in Russia" he added, finding that he was really excited about going. It felt more like vacation to him instead of actually living there. "How old are you?" he asked, shaking his head. He nodded as Xander explained what was going to happen when he they went to the prison. "Are you going to be in the room too?" he asked, hoping that he would. He was sure he would go in with him if he asked anyways. He opened his mouth to argue and then thought better of it "fine" he gave in, thinking that he should be thankful that Xander was going to willingly give in to him talking to his father. "They're roomed together?!" he said, now worried. "My dad will kill him" he said simply, biting his bottom lip. "What kind of idiots are they? They can't put them in the same room together!" he said, his voice rising just a little bit. He knew he was going to hear about one of them getting killed before the month was over. He looked back up, snapping out of his reverie when he heard Xander speaking, nodding "good, I'm hungry" he admitted before he looked at the two "so you're going to be drinking another blood bag?" he asked, looking slightly disgusted. He was pissed that they couldn't drink from him. He enjoyed it immensely and wanted to be the only source of the blood they drank.