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BONUS ROUND 1: THROWBACK PROMPTS

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FILL: Team OCs
“Blood,” she groaned. “Blood… Blood…”
It wasn’t the first time Lenora had seen a vampire. They were actually quite common in this part of town, hence why they were open until the wee hours of the morning. There was no reason to deny one of the bloodsuckers a nice, warm cup of coffee.
“You’re starving,” Lenora concluded, stepping out from behind the counter and walking right up to the vampire. “Here,” she said, pulling the collar of her uniform aside. “Drink up.”
The vampire didn’t need to be told twice. She immediately pounced, sinking her two pointed fangs right into Lenora’s neck. She winced at the pain but stayed still as the vampire drank, only pushing her away when she was starting to feel faint.
“That’s enough of that,” she said with a chuckle. The vampire wiped the remaining blood from her lips, then licked it off the back of her hand. “Are you feeling any better?”
The vampire looked way less feral than when she’d first seen her. Her eyes were back to a normal colour, and she stood a little straighter. “Why did you help?” she asked quietly.
“Company policy,” Lenora said, pointing to a sign overhead that said ‘FIRST ORDER OF BLOOD IS ON THE HOUSE’. The vampire’s eyes widened in shock.
“I— I didn’t even see that—”
Lenora smiled. “No feral vampire stops to read signs. But we put it up anyway. What’s your name? Can I interest you in a cup of coffee, now that you’re not starving? We also serve delicious chocolate chip cookies.”
“Isadora,” she said, still a little dazed. “Um… A cup of coffee sounds nice, I guess, uh… Can I ask, what happens when two vampires stumble in here in a night? You can’t possibly be letting each and every one of us drink from you.”
“Oh, no, I usually serve the pre-packaged blood we get from the hospital,” she said easily. “I don’t usually offer my neck. That’d be dangerous.”
Isadora looked even more confused. “So why— Why did you offer your neck now?”
Lenora’s smile widened. “Why, we rarely get any cute vampires in here. I had to jump on the opportunity.”