“I don’t care what she thinks. I have a brain and am entitled to do whatever I want.” Milos’s voice softened. “Besides, I don’t have to eat with them. I can eat anywhere I choose.”
“Oh?” I thought the rule was that everyone had to dine in their respective dorm.
Tapping his sport coat pocket, he said, “One of the many benefits of being a vampire.” He waggled his eyebrows. “My lunch is totally portable.”
“Eeeewwww…” My nose wrinkled. “Are you carrying blood?”
“It’s either that or I dine out.” Milos stared at me for a moment. I knew exactly what he meant about dining out. “Care to join me?”
Shaking my head, I took a step backward. “I eat real food.”
He laughed. “This is real food...for vampires. I was suggesting that you grab a sandwich and have lunch with me, silly.”
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