A fun little bit of a story…
Cold Blooded
Albert slapped at his arms to help the blood flow. Where is she?
“Honey? I found one! Can you believe they were sold out everywhere else?”
Albert blew onto his hands. “Awesome! Thank you. I love you. You know that, right?”
Marge smiled as she pulled a dark bottle out of the bag and set it on the table. “I know. That’s why I brought you back. Here, drink this. It’ll help warm you.”
Albert took the bottle and gulped down the warm blood in three swallows. Warmth immediately spread through his body. “Oh God, that feels so good.”
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