Anthony lazily tossed his suitcase on the bed as he made his way into his room,A5.He grumbled underneath his breath as he stuffed his clothes away into his wardrobe, this annoying bussiness with vampires really disturbed him.Not the part that vampires were moving in,he couldn't care less about that thing,he got along with most people. But merely the fact that he had to change rooms just to accomodate them.

He suddenly stopped,staring at a brown vest he was just about to put away. "Then again,those poor souls' school was destroyed,I guess me changing rooms isn't that much of a sacrifice." He thought to himself. "Well,I will try to make them feel as welcome as possible here." He nodded to himself,amused with his new objective for these next few weeks,he whistled a tune as he finished putting his stuff away.

A soft melody from the room next to his caught his attention. "Here already?" He pondered. Leaving his unpacking for later,he cassually strolled into the nextdoor room.
knocking on the open door. Upon seeing the girl in the center of the room,phone in hand,he gave her a friendly smile.and moved his hand to his brow suggesting the motion of tiping a hat.

"Hello there,you must be one of the refugees from Wessex. I'm one of the local mutts,before you ask, no, we don't like to play fetch nor do we drink from toiletbowls,but I dare say I enjoy a game of frisbee." He said with a soft chuckle.
" my name's Anthony,Verbrughe. But most call me Bisk,since Verbrughe seems to be impossible to pronounce correctly with an english accent.Would you care to share your name with me?"

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