Genevieve
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I sighed. Things were getting awkward between them now. Just awesomely perfect. I glanced at him, "Yeah. Coke please." I muttered as I shoved some more popcorn into my mouth. Why must things be complicated? The first friend I've had in [i]years[/i] and not only do I fall in love with him but he does as well. Fate must love cosmic jokes. Send someone along my life's path that sometimes acts like Eric and has the same look to his eyes. I remember our first meeting: I had seen him across the quad. He was doing something Eric often did, staring off into the distance at something beautiful and thinking. It had drawn me to him and then we were fast friends. I realized sometimes he'd get this look in his eyes and all of a sudden I'd think of my now deceased husband. 

I was jolted out of my thoughts as Jack returned and handed her a cold soda. Of course our fingers touched as he did so and this time I didn't move. Although I wanted to his gaze had caught a hold of mine and even if I wanted to look away I simply couldn't. [i]Snap Out Of IT![/i] Something inside of me yelled, but somehow that didn't faze me. I just continued to stare. 

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Andy:

I chuckled, "About that. It took me about 10 years to be able to digest human food. It took Eve like...20. It differs from vampire to vampire...its basically your body telling you that that is no longer your source of life. Blood is. Sorry." I said honestly. I had fucked up bad and I knew that....it was just hard to admit considering all I've ever done is fuck up other people's lives. I fucked up my sister's when I screamed bloody murder over 100 years ago, I've fucked up other's lives by killing their family and friends, and I've now fucked up the love of my life by turning her into a vampire. Simple perfection.