@♖ g. godfrey /in a series of unfortunate events, the frail mortal found herself in a matter of life and death. slipping in out of her consciousness, sunmi was almost drained out of her blood.
/however in 3 days, she would find herself in the hands of a civilized vampire. perhaps his intentions were good, but the bruised and battered woman chose to stay not because of his care, but more so of her fear of vampires. for the naive woman, they still instill nothing but natural fear. however, a part of her is very thankful; if it wasn't for him, she would've died by then. there's also the fact that she has never lived so comfortably and free in her life; never have she imagined she could ever step in the middle ring, much more sleep in the bed she has, have the meals she had and wear the clothes she wore.
/the vampire invited her to accompany him out the fields for the day. he was quite the artist, he joking explained one time, going out once in a while to paint. he gave her a white sundress to wear, and even braided her silk-like locks himself for the peaceful day out. eventually, something came up for the vampire, and left her to enjoy the peace for herself, with the promise she will be picked up an hour later. with no one's eyes to worry about, sunmi roamed around, even laid on the grass beneath her as she stared up the sky. she has never felt the world that warm and beautiful, a smile of equal sorts gracing her delicate features.