Morbid Matrimony

My hair was dripping wet after that freezing shower. Vampires didn't get cold, so hot water apparently wasn't a concept in their plumbing system. On top of that, I'd been given a gods-awful pair of bright green tights and an even greener tunic-style top to wear while my clothes dried in the wash. I stood there staring miserably at my reflection in the gold standing mirror bolted to the wall.

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