"I still can't believe my best friend is a vampire and my cousin is a demon. It's all so ridiculous, but at the same time... so damn cool!" Naomi blurts out with surprising enthusiasm, like it's the most natural thing in the world.
Must be the vodka we're knocking back while sitting on her bed during one of our usual nights of partying that's making her so accepting of all this.
It took her a while, but she finally came to terms with it — and then some.
At first, she was literally terrified of us, to the point where she was scared to even stand too close.
Now she almost seems excited about knowing creatures she thought only existed in horror stories until a few days ago.
"A succubus, not a demon," Melania corrects her, the only one of us who's completely sober.
It's pretty funny that she refused to drink because she thinks she's too young for alcohol.
We're talking about the same girl who fucked four grown men.
But God forbid she takes a sip of vodka.
