A Quick Pint with the Vampire.

"Yay, another adventure!" I laughed. "Let's not get lost this time, though." I grinned at Alex, remembering when we spent ages looking for the bus.

"Sounds like a plan."

I put on a posh voice, slightly hyper, I think. "So, Alex, where do you propose we begin our expedition?" I giggled a little.

He considered for a moment. "I dunno, but I wouldn't mind a drink." He flipped a thumb over his shoulder, gesturing to the pub outside. "Whaddya say we delay our adventure for another half hour?"

Grinning cheekily, I asked, "Will you sneak me a pint?"

"Of course." We started walking across the road, and it was a moment before I could speak through my shock.

"I was joking."

Alex held the door open for me, and the chatter from within surged outwards to greet us. "We were joking about the drugs, too." He shrugged. "A pint isn't gonna kill you, c'mon." Oh, how terribly Irish of him.

I sat down at one of the tables in the back corner; Y'know, the kind that has a sofa against the wall on one side, and a couple of seats on the other. The springs in the sofa were knackered, and I sank deep into the cushions as I sat down, waiting for Alex to come back with our drinks.

My eyes wandered around the dark room, peering through the clouds of cigarette smoke. I wasn't used to that in pubs; in England there's a smoking ban in all public places. At the far end of the bar, I saw two girls, who both looked oddly familiar...

"Um... you okay?"

Alex's voice made me jump slightly, and I blinked at him, not realising how intensely I'd been looking across the room. "Oh... yeah. I just thought..." I looked over at them again. "Never mind."

I saw him following my gaze. "Thought...?"

"Well," I sipped thoughtfully at my beer, before quickly hiding it under the table. "doesn't she" I pointed "look like Meggie?"

He looked over at them again, studying the girls a little closer. "I guess." He shrugged. "Vaguely." I frowned for a moment, then figured it didn't really matter either way, and shrugged too, smiling at him.

Besides, Meggie had been wearing different clothes, hadn't she? That pretty green dress that must have cost an absolute bomb. It's not really the kind of thing you'd part with so easily, especially in exchange for a tacky t-shirt and jeans.

Alex smiled back at me, drinking his beer like we'd just gone out for a quick pint on a Saturday night, without a care in the world.

"D'you really think it's her?" He asked after a few minutes silence. I looked back at his face, realising I'd been staring across the room again.

"I don't know." I frowned.

"I guess it does look like her, but..." He trailed off with a shrug.

I stood up, making a snap decision. "Let's go talk to her." I downed the last of my pint, before taking hold of Alex's hand and dragging him over to where the girl who looked an awful lot like Meggie sat with the girl who looked a helluva lot like the chick who's been all over what little news I've seen lately.

I glanced at Alex quickly, before tapping her on the shoulder. "Meggie?"


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