CH X

We walked up to the front door of the apartment, Clara started knocking on the door and ringing the doorbell with no rest in between, there was no in between

"Hey! Easy there, it is enough already, just four knocks are enough" I told her, trying to calm her down

"You don't know her yet; her coffin is soundproof and she's one hell of a lazy person, even if she heard it, she'll ignore it and get back to sleep"

  Wait … what I read about how vampires sleep in coffins is true? And it is soundproof? It's no longer a coffin that's a whole suite

After a moment, I heard rustling and movement from inside the house.

"Finally! she's up"

I stretched up as the door opens, revealing a person in a robe who looks like they've just woken up.

"Oh, my lord"

"Where did you buy this guy?"

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