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The two girls returned to Barcelona sitting in the back of the van while drinking bag after bag of blood as if it were candy. This was strange despite being extremely hungry, they had to drink every so often, they were having good control of their instincts. Neither of them became aggressive or lost their minds, it was just as if their bodies needed an insane amount of food.

"If you keep going at this rate I'm going to have to order the blood by tanker trucks..."

"It's so tasty... it's addictive..."

"Try to control yourself Alba, you'll get used to it and you'll also enjoy it more when the time comes to not drink it from a bag..."

Gisela however seemed to be thinking something.

"What's going on with Laia? That girl is in love with you, and you can't deny that you have feelings for her"

"She's my friend, and maybe a special friend, but she's a witch, you know I can't trust them"