A Taste Of Blood (PRS)

Taereen graciously jumped over every obstacle and dodged the chairs coming right at him.
"More chairs? Who the hell added that to the course?" He said quietly to himself as he dodged another chair.
The funny thing is that the chairs were only thrown towards him and not Abigail.
"No matter..." He mumbled and ran to the finish line.

Abigail did her best but was way to slow to even get close to Taereen.
"I did know that i didn't had a chance" thought Abigail to herself.

Taereen reached the finish line and saw who had been throwing chairs.
"Why am I not surprised?" He muttered and walked up the vampire. "Will you ever stop throwing chairs at me?"
The vampire, who was a girl with orange hair, giggled.
"You always win, no matter who you compete against. I thought I'd make it more even." She said.
"Uh, you're such a piece of shit." Taereen replied and pushed the girl so she fell over.
He turned around and waited for Abigail to finish.

Abigail reached the finish line. She was exhausted.
She looked up towards Taereen but didn't say anything.
" This is so annoying" thought Abigail. She felt that she needed to train much more to get faster.

Taereen smiled and walked up to Abigail.
"You tired?" He asked. "If you are we can head back to my place and visit the other places some other night."
The vampire girl who had been sitting on the floor quickly stood up and walked up to Taereen and Abigail.
"New girl?" She asked. "Is she yours?"
Taereen ignored the girl and kept his eyes entirely on Abigail.

"that maybe would be the best" said Abigail
She was not used for this kind of things and the other places maybe was just as exhausting as this one.

Taereen smiled even bigger.
"Need me to carry you?" He asked with a slightly devious grin.
"Ooh... Is she your new conquest?" The vampire girl asked.
Taereen groaned and punched the girl in the face. He then turned back to Abigail and smiled again.
"Well?" He simply said.

Abigail sighed.
" I might be exhausted but I rather Walk. " Said Abigail annoyed.

Taereen grabbed Abigail's wrist.
"Suit yourself." He mumbled and began walking towards the exit, dragging her along. "Just tell me if you need me to carry you instead."
He opened the door and left, still holding on to Abigail's wrist.

Abigail just followed after Taereen stil being exhausted. Her legs didn't wanna move so much.
" do you have to drag me all the way?" Asked Abigail.