"Uh you know I was joking right wolfy? There is no way in hell that I'm drinking that-" Marshall said before John shoved the tube to the blood pack into his mouth. [I] What the hell! [/I] He thought, looking at John in surprise. He was about to spit out the tube, but then a drop of blood fell on his tongue. Marshall raised a brow before allowing another drop to reach his tongue. It wasn't long until Marshall was draining the pint dry. "H-holy shit dude..." He said after the blood pack was empty.