We would not go until I turned 25, which was only less than a week from now anyway. Nafrini had accepted, I guess she understood that no kindred vampire would wish to endanger their Nosferatin, when only a few days delay would alter the odds in their favour. So, that left me with five days to fill in. It had been a tumultuous few weeks, I'd hardly had a moment to catch my breath and part of me had felt like my world was spinning out of control. It certainly felt like my world was not my own any more, but I was working through that. So, I decided to return to work at the bank. Michel was not happy. I'm guessing having his kindred Nosferatin work as a bank teller just didn't sit well with his image or something, but I wasn't budging on this one. I love my job, it centres me. When everything else is crazy and unpredictable, counting coins settles my soul. It was late on my first day back, about four in the afternoon, so I was in the mad rush of business banking that happens right before close.
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