Vivianne stifled a yawn as she got out of bed, barely resisting the urge to go back to sleep. Tomorrow's the weekend, she reminded herself. Almost there.
The teen was a terrible morning person at the best of times, so when she noticed the scent of bacon wafting from the kitchen, she gave up on getting dressed and immediately started shuffling towards it.
As Vivianne stumbled into the kitchen, dressed only in her underwear and a half-buttoned shirt, her mother silently watched her daughter out of
Her first prey
By: VictisDeSade
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