Post by Deleted on Oct 5, 2022 8:55:56 GMT -7
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Yi-seul had seen lots of films, mainly due to her blossoming career, so the irony wasn't lost in her when she arrived at Lucrezia's apartment and was welcomed inside. The old reversal on the classic vampire trope, where one had to invite a vampire in order for them to cross the threshold. Obviously that was a myth and only existed as a plot device for muggle stories, but she found it slightly funny. Like with most muggle fables that crossed into the magical world, such a thing was probably rooted in some sort of truth. Most likely a very polite but hungry vampire was witnessed being invited inside, and centuries later the story was still replicated in all forms of media. Unless it actually was true. She wasn't about to ask her potentially new landlord about that though, as it seemed semi-intrusive to her. Today was for good impressions after all.
"Thank you," Yi-seul responded politely as she entered the flat. She wasn't sure what she expected the home of a vampire to look like, but being scarily normal certainly wasn't it. Photographs of family members on the walls, every day normal furniture. She was guilty of presuming that vampires weren't like normal magical people, and that preconceived notion was disappearing rapidly the more she looked. The only difference would probably be the large black-out curtains that adorned every window, which was obviously important to Lucrezia's wellbeing. The muggle flair of the flat certainly stuck out, and she started to wonder in which decade the landlord had been turned. The vinyl collection gave her a hint. "Which way to the space I would be renting?"
"Thank you," Yi-seul responded politely as she entered the flat. She wasn't sure what she expected the home of a vampire to look like, but being scarily normal certainly wasn't it. Photographs of family members on the walls, every day normal furniture. She was guilty of presuming that vampires weren't like normal magical people, and that preconceived notion was disappearing rapidly the more she looked. The only difference would probably be the large black-out curtains that adorned every window, which was obviously important to Lucrezia's wellbeing. The muggle flair of the flat certainly stuck out, and she started to wonder in which decade the landlord had been turned. The vinyl collection gave her a hint. "Which way to the space I would be renting?"
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