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[color=ed1c24][h1][center]Gwendolyn Dexter Barrett [/center][/h1][/color]

Time: Night
Location: Her Home/ Ember Grove Streets/ St. Lazarus Hospital/ Trance 
Interactions: Nobody

Gwendolyn was sitting down in a large chair in her living room, she felt flaccid from the heroin she had taken thirty minute ago. Her empty living room quiet as the graveyard that was across form her backyard, she had gotten this old Gothic house cheap because the previous occupant had died during the late nineties. Her eyes darting form the grandfather clock to the tacky wallpaper across the room form where she was sitting, she was nodding her head back and forth enjoying the effects of the drugs that she had bought from some street hood. 

After a few hours and as the sun was setting into darkness, the effects of the drugs was starting to ware off and she was in need of a fix and something to eat. Although she was not hungry for food rather for some human bean juice, carefully getting up form the large armchair she was sitting on as she stumbled a little to the front door. A few moments later she was on the street passing by some vagrants and prostitutes, however she was trying to ignore the urge to take them to a back alley and suck them dry. Slapping here face while she walked down the street, trying to stop her urges to kill a human being. Even though her vampire instincts and clan's mentality towards humans consider them cattle, she believed otherwise and considered them people with families and people who love them.

Walking into St. Lazarus hospital where her blood dealer was, she had struck up a deal with this guy a few years back where she would pay him alot of money for an good supply of blood. And without innocent blood on her hands she was glad of this alternative. Walking towards the blood bank and stopping in front of the desk ringing the bell, A few moments later a short fat middle age man walked up to the desk with a smile on his face. "Hi you lookin for another fix?" He asked which made Gwen chagrin, she started to fish out her wallet sliding him some money on the desk to him.  "Just give me the bag and some snow" She said tapping her hand on the desk, The short man walked away presenting her the blood bag. She snatched the blood bag and quickly walking out of the hospital, Piercing the blood bag a random alleyway. Drinking the blood making sure it was not noticeable, shotgunning it like she would a beer and finishing it off throwing the bag into a garbage can.

Putting the small baggie of coke in her pocket and heading into the local club, Walking up to the bouncer slipping him some money and being lead inside. Heading into the woman's bathroom and into a stall, closing the stall door behind her and getting ready. Lining up a line and snorting it with a rolled up bill of money, taking a few snorts before finishing up and saving the rest of the contents in the baggie for later. Returning to the dance floor and to the bar ordering rum and coke on the rocks, while sipping her drink she was checking out any cute men she could play with. The cocaine was starting to affect her, she could feel all of her senses heightening. Her heart was racing and she felt like dancing although she wanted to finish her drink first.