
01-07-2011, 11:52 PM
Wilhelm sighed and propped his feet up against the coffee table. Boring, boring, boring night all over again. For a hundred years he had been locked up in this very house and really there was only so many reruns of soaps and game shows that one person could stomach. The world outside had changed so very much but he had seen none of it. He hadnt seen a single person in almost five years and they had only come to deliver things and usually, he would end up eating them. Which was risky, so he had decided to trap them down in his basement and milk their blood. It was his own little human farm down there.
What he really needed though was a friend. Preferably one of the female variety. But he couldnt exactly put in an add in the paper of "150 year old man seeking human girl that doesn't mind a bit of bloodletting" and female pizza delivery girls were so hard to come by.
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