The next morning, everything seemed to have calmed down a little. Those who still had the recollection of the events that happened yesterday and the day before had come to terms with it.
They were all engaging themselves with things that they normally did in the morning like bathing and grooming themselves.
The only one who looked gloomier was Kenneth.
He was in his own room, still lying down on his bed, thinking about how he got rejected by the woman of his dreams. His eyes still looked moist and swollen up, probably from crying for the whole night. He looked paler than usual, he almost looked like he didn't have a single drop of energy left in him.
As usual, Damien came knocking on Kenneth's door for his usual 'How to be a vampire' lesson.
"Kenneth! Are you awake?" Damien asked from outside the door.
Kenneth was so lost in his own thoughts that he didn't even hear Damien's voice, even when Damien called him a few more times again.
