Excerpt: AC/DC Rock N Roll

The door flows open again. The cockroaches are still in the bathtub, not growing bored of their situation quite yet. This time, it’s a sober young man who enters. He is not handsome in a conventional way: he has a large nose and generally large features which he hasn’t grown into yet. He is skinnier than his friend, and he is wearing an old faded denim jacket with studs on the shoulders. He has black eyes which most people find unnerving, as they are large. He sits down beside his friend and takes out, from the jacket’s inside pocket, a vial of blood, and goes into the bathroom. Upon seeing the yellowed, dirty grimy bathroom, he makes a retching noise, comes out, and puts the vial of blood back in his pocket. He is no longer hungry, but thoroughly grossed out. He tries to rouse his bandmate, but fails. Bandmate is deep in sleep by now; the bottle which he had had in his hand had fallen, and dark brown liquid was pouring out of it everywhere. Through his sense of smell, the black eyed young vampire determines it’s Lamb’s rum.