After Choon Hee and her goons had left the three looked at their luxurious surroundings.
“You know? Their place is nice but I think it could use just a little something.” Setepenre said with a mischievous smile.
“I know what you mean. Let’s do some redecorating.” Bong-cha replied with a cat like smile.
When the weekend was over the place was completely trashed:
Several windows had been broken, all of the fine art on the walls were vandalized or straight up shredded, Luca had drunken all of the alcohol and eaten most of the food, beer cans and trash strewn across the once pristine floors. The grand marble table was smashed and Set and Bong-cha had taken turns throwing the pieces at passing cars.
One of the chandlers was pulled out of the ceiling along with some of the ceiling with it, Bong-cha bet Luca he couldn’t swing from it to the next one. To keep the sunlight out for when the day came the three ripped sections of the carpet to block the shattered windows. Heavy punk music blasted from the speakers in the apartment,
The only thing they hadn’t destroyed was the massive flatscreen and fancy couch.
The vampire had gotten thirsty so since the chip kept her from harming Normal personnel she lured a tenant from the floor below them by calling and promising sex, then had used him to satisfy her hunger for blood. She didn’t feel remorse as anyone who would be lured into accepting sex from a 16 year old probably deserved to die in her opinion.
Bong-cha figured she could request blood from the people who kept them here but did things her way out of spite. Instead of using the girl’s bathtub to bathe like they had wanted she had instead turned it into a bloody crime scene. The creep she killed was chopped up; his head was placed in a fruit bowl that had been placed on the counter, his lower half was positioned in front of one of the security cameras, mooning it.
Satisfied with her vulgar display she later joined Setepenre in the hot tub, making sure the cameras were covered. The hot tub would be ruined when Luca threw one of the game consoles he plugged in with an extension chord in the tub while the black girl was gone. Because the Asian was a vampire the shock didn’t kill her but it pissed her off, she chased Luca in her towel, throwing chairs at him as he laughed.
On Sunday morning Bong-cha, Setepenre and Luca were sleeping in their rooms, that night they would be forced to play a concert in New York, and take out the Normal’s targets.
Bong-cha couldn’t sleep so she went into Setepenre’s room, who couldn’t sleep either. She got on her friend’s bet and laid down next to her.
“What the fuck are we going to do?” The Korean asked.
“What we’re told, apparently.” The multi color haired girl responded.
“I don’t know how long I can do that for, the only thing that bitch told us to do was to get into the van and I’m already sick of it.” Bong-cha said and turned her head to face the Egyptian girl.
“Whatever happens, we’ll stick by you. No matter what.” Setepenre said and laced her fingers in her friend’s.
Bing-cha looked at her band mate as they shared this moment of solidarity. Turning her head back towards the ceiling she said,
“If I would fart right now I could.” She laughed.
“Way to ruin the moment Bong.” Setepenre responded and pushed her friend off her bed laughing as well.
“Now get out of my room, I’m not your mom so you can’t try and sleep in mommy’s bed.” She added.
“You’re old enough to be my mom, give a few centuries.” The Asian quipped back.
“Fuck you, I’m younger than the sands of my homeland.” The other girl replied.
“What does that even mean?” bing-cha asked.
“It means let me get some sleep” she finished before turning over in her new king sized bed.
She left Setepenre’s room and returned to hers, it was pretty much trashed like the rest of the house and the other’s rooms.
Today they rest, tonight they were going to New York.