I’ve been coming to the Ferryman for years. It’s pretty rundown but it’s a popular hang out for those of us who go bump in the night and the humans who like to bump with us.
Not that I was getting much of that action. Like pretty much every monster bar the vampires had taken the place over and ruined the atmosphere. Don’t get me wrong some of my best friends are vampires but they’ve got that whole supernatural brooding sexy ‘look at my silk shirt and perfect skin I’m so sad I’m immortal and have superpowers’ thing going on. I’m not sure they even qualify as monsters. ‘Oh I drink blood and have cute little fangs but am basically a supermodel in a leather jacket.’ Give it a rest! Just as bad as werewolves. Some of us are monsters 24/7!
A vampire could get laid in a convent and a lot of them do so why ruin things for the rest of us? How are we supposed to compete? Some hot monster curious goth in a tight black t shirt of a band I’ve never heard of comes in here are they going to be looking at me or the anemic pin up in the latex catsuit? No prizes for guessing I’m going home to my crypt alone again for some quality time with my own cold claws