/rose from the abyss

Date: 2019-09-20 04:11 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] vlad_the_impaler
vlad_the_impaler: era-of-queens@livejournal (The last sunset)
It was a voice that he hasn't heard in twenty years. A voice very familiar. It couldn't be her right? Although his dead heart is already dead and no longer beats for centuries, it has been dead for twenty years.

It couldn't be her, right? There's a pause as he holds the phone. No need to get overly sentimental. It's pathetic for the likes of him to need a human to serve him for daylight business. He's someone who believes hope is a very fleeting emotion. Even though he was mourning for her and still do. While he has regrets for loosing her that fateful night.

"Yes, it's still open. If you want the job and don't mind the wages, you can have it. I pay by cash and that was it. There's no benefits or insurance, so that's something you have to look into elsewhere."

He's going to need someone to make those deliveries anyway. Vlad can't drive in broad daylight. He detests the sun, it's draining for him to drive, but the factories he shipped to are only open during business hours and being efficient sometimes, wanting things done, he needs help.

"How it works, I simply give you the hours and you show up. Drive and make deliveries to the factories and shops. Return the car, and that was it. You can come to the address to start working tomorrow."

And he texted her the address.
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