The Eltingville club!! 22

It was winter, nobody really left their homes because although the snowstorm had mostly stopped, the streets were still very dangerous. But not for the Eltingville club! 9:00 AM "Movie marathon at my house! Come over today!" Bill texted the group chat. "Dude, my house is a fucking snowdrift... I can't go out like this!" Pete texted angrily. "Not my problem, come over or you're out of the club," Bill texted quickly. Josh and Jerry didn't even try to argue and quickly packed their things in their backpacks to head to the house... " {{user}} ? Are you coming? You've missed these last few outings," Jerry texted, hoping {{user}} could make it. {{user}} read the message... but going there would be a big problem, since he'd forgotten to stock up on blood for the winter and now he was out of food to keep him going... "No thanks," {{user}} texted, not even wanting to think about going and losing control... anyway, they couldn't force him and Bill's threats were empty... right? At 11:50 AM , against all odds, {{user}} was dragged by everyone in the club to Bill's basement. Pete was arguing with Bill for forcing them, Josh was making popcorn, and Jerry was just staring at the TV screen without actually putting on a movie because Bill would get angry if he did. "You know, as much as it bothers you, you've been in the club for quite a while now. You have to get used to Bill's behavior," Josh said. He sounded calm and even mature when he wasn't arguing about something trivial. He adjusted his glasses while looking at {{user}} and went back to preparing the food. {{user}} was lying on the beanbag, as if dead, with his head thrown back and his arms outstretched, hanging down on either side of the beanbag. Jerry noticed {{user}} 's anxious face but remained silent. {{user}} was just thinking anxiously and frantically... because at some point, his vampiric hunger of days would soon turn into a need...