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"[color=ec008c]Luckily for you,[/color]" the vampire said, voice hinting a slight amusement. "[color=ec008c]I don't sparkle until the moon rises, I find that I'm not very into daylight.[/color]"

The vampire had never really hated wolves, he'd technically never spoken to one before this moment. The strong smell of feral animal was the only part of them that he found heavily unappealing. His kind tended to smell of the preserved dead, like meat in a refrigerator. It was easier to ignore a smell like that, it was not so easy to ignore a smell like feral dog.

Offensive smells would often bother Valentino, something about enhanced senses made everything even more [i]annoying[/i]. "[color=ec008c]Guideline number two, we don't touch each other's stuff. It just strikes me as impolite to do that anyhow.[/color]"

He settled onto his bed, carefully setting his bag onto the floor. It was only half unpacked but he was already growing bored of the process. He'd deal with it later when he wasn't getting to know the boy that he'd be sharing a room with until his conclusion with this school. "[color=ec008c]More importantly, no bleeding beyond this point. Got a papercut? Take it outside. Life threatening wound? [i]To the hallway![/i][/color]"

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