“no it’s fine. It’s an honest mistake.”
She opened the fridge and grabbed the AB label one and lookes at it.
-What if I drunk some..-
“it’d just taste like metal.”
That was inside her head.
"I'm coming!"
She started walking back with the blood.
(yes I’ve tasted blood so what.)
(Honestly I have to, yea it taste like medal but I kinda like it-)
