Cozy Cafe

Drake learned from the drunkard’s memories that nightclubs and bars were places where mortals courted in this era. But he also knew it was a high competitive environment. Not just from drunk finance bros, but from other vampires interested in taking a quick meal.

He was sated for the moment and needed something that a meek woman could provide… Shelter. From the sun most importantly. And for a possible servant to tend to his… ravenous needs.

He entered a late night cafe off one of the main streets. It was not as busy as it would be when the barflys needed caffeine to nurse their hangovers. But there were a couple of options he was drawn to. A bookish woman sitting by herself in a corner, reading a novel with the picture of a handsome man ripping the bodice of a scantily clad noble woman. A punky looking girl wearing large headphones while working on a laptop, her shirt torn on purpose to appear more intimidating. Then last was the barista, a sporty looking lady wearing the green apron fitting her station.

Drake licked his lip at the joy of making this decision.