Bad Intentions
The streets were wet, slick with rain. It was a dark and chilly night, the kind of night that most people wouldn't be out in. At a little after two in the morning, people were leaving the bars, most with the intention of going home; but as always,...
Feeding Day
Ana was drunk, leaving the party in a huff because she'd just got done arguing with her boyfriend about how he wasn't paying enough attention to her at the moment, or something; not even she could really remember. All she knew was that she was angry,...