My Fingers Slipped @partyplanningforsuckers The heat only seemed to be packed in at the circus, with the hundreds of citizens that had swarmed like ants and the intense rides that seemed to have a life of their own. The smell of sugary cotton candy and popcorn was enough to lure anyone who had just come from a days work, the circus was the place to be. With a circle of sand and tigers, along with swinging trapeze and double jointed dancers, the main stage was selling ticket for such a view.

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Carlos hadn’t been to a circus in years – not since he was little. But there had been a raffle at work and Carlos had won a coupon for a free ticket. He kinda hoped that his brother and/or his dad were in town so he could invite them to go with him.

Carlos made his way to the ticket office that was set up, standing in the line with his coupon as he looked at everything around him. Some things were different than what he remembered or imagined a circus to be like, but not everything could be a dated cliche trope he supposed.

Once at the ticket office he smiled and offered the coupon. “Hey… this any good?” he asked in a joking manner.

@partyplanningforsuckers

The
acrobat began to search for the door then, moving over to the exit and
awkwardly standing by it to make his point that he was ready for bed..
or freedom to hunt.

“Anyway- I better.. head off.. it’s late and I’m sure there are some
young people out there, looking for a nice time..” He didn’t appreciate
going on, fearing to expose another secret.

Carlos went to see him out. “Alright,” he said. “Try to stay out of trouble. I hope you have fun. Be safe – at least, as safe as you can be in Night Vale.”

My Fingers Slipped @partyplanningforsuckers The heat only seemed to be packed in at the circus, with the hundreds of citizens that had swarmed like ants and the intense rides that seemed to have a life of their own. The smell of sugary cotton candy and popcorn was enough to lure anyone who had just come from a days work, the circus was the place to be. With a circle of sand and tigers, along with swinging trapeze and double jointed dancers, the main stage was selling ticket for such a view.

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Carlos hadn’t been to a circus in years – not since he was little. But there had been a raffle at work and Carlos had won a coupon for a free ticket. He kinda hoped that his brother and/or his dad were in town so he could invite them to go with him.

Carlos made his way to the ticket office that was set up, standing in the line with his coupon as he looked at everything around him. Some things were different than what he remembered or imagined a circus to be like, but not everything could be a dated cliche trope he supposed.

Once at the ticket office he smiled and offered the coupon. “Hey… this any good?” he asked in a joking manner.

@partyplanningforsuckers

The
acrobat hummed and nodded as he sucked down the packet, squeezing the
blood up closer to his thirsty fangs. “Jake tastes real good- d-do you
think I could have some more, before we leave to hypnotize your team..?”

Carlos looked to Skip with slight surprise. “Uh… you sure? That’s a whole pint, you know. Is… do you need more?” Skip must’ve really been hungry. Did he not eat lunch with Earl?

That slight glance of doubt made Skip more than uneasy and he hurriedly set the Now empty bag aside, bringing his feet together nervously as he mumbled and fidgeted. “N-no.. I don’t need it. I want it.”

Carlos noticed Skip’s sudden nerves. “Oh – I’m sorry. I was just expressing worry because… well, I perceive that as a lot of blood. But I don’t know about vampire eating habits. I was just worried that it might make you sick or something. Sure, you can have some more.” Carlos smiled at him.

So the vampire greedily held out his hand for another bag of blood, eyes wide and dialated heavily. “P-please?” He asked quietly, much like a fanged puppy.

“Yeah, sure,” Carlos said. He opened the fridge again and got another one of Jake’s pints – an older one, but only by a few days. He offered it to Skip. “Check the date and see if that’s okay for you,” he said.

Skip barely glanced it over before folding over the tab again, and puncturing the plastic to suck down the thick blood, squeezing the packet and hungrily slurping on it. “When are your other lab workers supposed to be here?”

“Well, some of them have a day off today,” Carlos said. “So probably tomorrow. I’ll present the idea of a hypnotism show in the morning and see how they all like it.”

The vampire nodded at that and finished off the second packet, laying it aside and wiping his lip awkwardly before licking the blood off his finger.

“I know we’ve just been talking- but this is already beating my lunch date,” He chuckled, looking up for Carlos’ reaction.

Carlos kinda wanted to ask, but Skip had been unwilling to talk about it earlier so he didn’t.

“Well, I’m glad for that,” Carlos said with a smile. “I’m glad that things are looking up today. I’ll be sure to talk to the guys tomorrow, I promise. This could be really fun!”

My Fingers Slipped @partyplanningforsuckers The heat only seemed to be packed in at the circus, with the hundreds of citizens that had swarmed like ants and the intense rides that seemed to have a life of their own. The smell of sugary cotton candy and popcorn was enough to lure anyone who had just come from a days work, the circus was the place to be. With a circle of sand and tigers, along with swinging trapeze and double jointed dancers, the main stage was selling ticket for such a view.

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the-perfect-scientist:

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the-perfect-scientist:

Carlos hadn’t been to a circus in years – not since he was little. But there had been a raffle at work and Carlos had won a coupon for a free ticket. He kinda hoped that his brother and/or his dad were in town so he could invite them to go with him.

Carlos made his way to the ticket office that was set up, standing in the line with his coupon as he looked at everything around him. Some things were different than what he remembered or imagined a circus to be like, but not everything could be a dated cliche trope he supposed.

Once at the ticket office he smiled and offered the coupon. “Hey… this any good?” he asked in a joking manner.

@partyplanningforsuckers

The
acrobat hummed and nodded as he sucked down the packet, squeezing the
blood up closer to his thirsty fangs. “Jake tastes real good- d-do you
think I could have some more, before we leave to hypnotize your team..?”

Carlos looked to Skip with slight surprise. “Uh… you sure? That’s a whole pint, you know. Is… do you need more?” Skip must’ve really been hungry. Did he not eat lunch with Earl?

That slight glance of doubt made Skip more than uneasy and he hurriedly set the Now empty bag aside, bringing his feet together nervously as he mumbled and fidgeted. “N-no.. I don’t need it. I want it.”

Carlos noticed Skip’s sudden nerves. “Oh – I’m sorry. I was just expressing worry because… well, I perceive that as a lot of blood. But I don’t know about vampire eating habits. I was just worried that it might make you sick or something. Sure, you can have some more.” Carlos smiled at him.

So the vampire greedily held out his hand for another bag of blood, eyes wide and dialated heavily. “P-please?” He asked quietly, much like a fanged puppy.

“Yeah, sure,” Carlos said. He opened the fridge again and got another one of Jake’s pints – an older one, but only by a few days. He offered it to Skip. “Check the date and see if that’s okay for you,” he said.

Skip barely glanced it over before folding over the tab again, and puncturing the plastic to suck down the thick blood, squeezing the packet and hungrily slurping on it. “When are your other lab workers supposed to be here?”

“Well, some of them have a day off today,” Carlos said. “So probably tomorrow. I’ll present the idea of a hypnotism show in the morning and see how they all like it.”

My Fingers Slipped @partyplanningforsuckers The heat only seemed to be packed in at the circus, with the hundreds of citizens that had swarmed like ants and the intense rides that seemed to have a life of their own. The smell of sugary cotton candy and popcorn was enough to lure anyone who had just come from a days work, the circus was the place to be. With a circle of sand and tigers, along with swinging trapeze and double jointed dancers, the main stage was selling ticket for such a view.

partyplanningforsuckers:

the-perfect-scientist:

partyplanningforsuckers:

the-perfect-scientist:

partyplanningforsuckers

the-perfect-scientist:

Carlos hadn’t been to a circus in years – not since he was little. But there had been a raffle at work and Carlos had won a coupon for a free ticket. He kinda hoped that his brother and/or his dad were in town so he could invite them to go with him.

Carlos made his way to the ticket office that was set up, standing in the line with his coupon as he looked at everything around him. Some things were different than what he remembered or imagined a circus to be like, but not everything could be a dated cliche trope he supposed.

Once at the ticket office he smiled and offered the coupon. “Hey… this any good?” he asked in a joking manner.

@partyplanningforsuckers

The
acrobat hummed and nodded as he sucked down the packet, squeezing the
blood up closer to his thirsty fangs. “Jake tastes real good- d-do you
think I could have some more, before we leave to hypnotize your team..?”

Carlos looked to Skip with slight surprise. “Uh… you sure? That’s a whole pint, you know. Is… do you need more?” Skip must’ve really been hungry. Did he not eat lunch with Earl?

That slight glance of doubt made Skip more than uneasy and he hurriedly set the Now empty bag aside, bringing his feet together nervously as he mumbled and fidgeted. “N-no.. I don’t need it. I want it.”

Carlos noticed Skip’s sudden nerves. “Oh – I’m sorry. I was just expressing worry because… well, I perceive that as a lot of blood. But I don’t know about vampire eating habits. I was just worried that it might make you sick or something. Sure, you can have some more.” Carlos smiled at him.

So the vampire greedily held out his hand for another bag of blood, eyes wide and dialated heavily. “P-please?” He asked quietly, much like a fanged puppy.

“Yeah, sure,” Carlos said. He opened the fridge again and got another one of Jake’s pints – an older one, but only by a few days. He offered it to Skip. “Check the date and see if that’s okay for you,” he said.

My Fingers Slipped @partyplanningforsuckers The heat only seemed to be packed in at the circus, with the hundreds of citizens that had swarmed like ants and the intense rides that seemed to have a life of their own. The smell of sugary cotton candy and popcorn was enough to lure anyone who had just come from a days work, the circus was the place to be. With a circle of sand and tigers, along with swinging trapeze and double jointed dancers, the main stage was selling ticket for such a view.

partyplanningforsuckers:

the-perfect-scientist:

partyplanningforsuckers

the-perfect-scientist:

Carlos hadn’t been to a circus in years – not since he was little. But there had been a raffle at work and Carlos had won a coupon for a free ticket. He kinda hoped that his brother and/or his dad were in town so he could invite them to go with him.

Carlos made his way to the ticket office that was set up, standing in the line with his coupon as he looked at everything around him. Some things were different than what he remembered or imagined a circus to be like, but not everything could be a dated cliche trope he supposed.

Once at the ticket office he smiled and offered the coupon. “Hey… this any good?” he asked in a joking manner.

@partyplanningforsuckers

The
acrobat hummed and nodded as he sucked down the packet, squeezing the
blood up closer to his thirsty fangs. “Jake tastes real good- d-do you
think I could have some more, before we leave to hypnotize your team..?”

Carlos looked to Skip with slight surprise. “Uh… you sure? That’s a whole pint, you know. Is… do you need more?” Skip must’ve really been hungry. Did he not eat lunch with Earl?

That slight glance of doubt made Skip more than uneasy and he hurriedly set the Now empty bag aside, bringing his feet together nervously as he mumbled and fidgeted. “N-no.. I don’t need it. I want it.”

Carlos noticed Skip’s sudden nerves. “Oh – I’m sorry. I was just expressing worry because… well, I perceive that as a lot of blood. But I don’t know about vampire eating habits. I was just worried that it might make you sick or something. Sure, you can have some more.” Carlos smiled at him.

My Fingers Slipped @partyplanningforsuckers The heat only seemed to be packed in at the circus, with the hundreds of citizens that had swarmed like ants and the intense rides that seemed to have a life of their own. The smell of sugary cotton candy and popcorn was enough to lure anyone who had just come from a days work, the circus was the place to be. With a circle of sand and tigers, along with swinging trapeze and double jointed dancers, the main stage was selling ticket for such a view.

partyplanningforsuckers

the-perfect-scientist:

Carlos hadn’t been to a circus in years – not since he was little. But there had been a raffle at work and Carlos had won a coupon for a free ticket. He kinda hoped that his brother and/or his dad were in town so he could invite them to go with him.

Carlos made his way to the ticket office that was set up, standing in the line with his coupon as he looked at everything around him. Some things were different than what he remembered or imagined a circus to be like, but not everything could be a dated cliche trope he supposed.

Once at the ticket office he smiled and offered the coupon. “Hey… this any good?” he asked in a joking manner.

@partyplanningforsuckers

The
acrobat hummed and nodded as he sucked down the packet, squeezing the
blood up closer to his thirsty fangs. “Jake tastes real good- d-do you
think I could have some more, before we leave to hypnotize your team..?”

Carlos looked to Skip with slight surprise. “Uh… you sure? That’s a whole pint, you know. Is… do you need more?” Skip must’ve really been hungry. Did he not eat lunch with Earl?

My Fingers Slipped @partyplanningforsuckers The heat only seemed to be packed in at the circus, with the hundreds of citizens that had swarmed like ants and the intense rides that seemed to have a life of their own. The smell of sugary cotton candy and popcorn was enough to lure anyone who had just come from a days work, the circus was the place to be. With a circle of sand and tigers, along with swinging trapeze and double jointed dancers, the main stage was selling ticket for such a view.

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the-perfect-scientist:

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the-perfect-scientist:

Carlos hadn’t been to a circus in years – not since he was little. But there had been a raffle at work and Carlos had won a coupon for a free ticket. He kinda hoped that his brother and/or his dad were in town so he could invite them to go with him.

Carlos made his way to the ticket office that was set up, standing in the line with his coupon as he looked at everything around him. Some things were different than what he remembered or imagined a circus to be like, but not everything could be a dated cliche trope he supposed.

Once at the ticket office he smiled and offered the coupon. “Hey… this any good?” he asked in a joking manner.

@partyplanningforsuckers

There
was a very strong part about Skip that made him think how Carlos could
just be looking to humiliate him, but he didn’t have to be remembered by
these people anyway, he could snap away their memories if things went
sour. “Sure.. Yeah, so do you wanna test me first or just get started on
the public image..?”

“We can test it before, if you’d prefer, but I’m alright with having fun with the test,” Carlos said. “But it’s up to you.”

“I’d like to just warm up, if you don’t mind?” He hoped with a nervous smile, “Do you think your colleagues might be upset if I draw their blood?”

Carlos shrugged. “I can’t speak for them. And Jake’s the only one here. What, are you hungry?” He asked it as if he was asking to take him out for pizza again.

The vampire shrugged and glanced away in embarrassment, “Yeah- yeah, just a little bit…” He trailed off and crossed his arms loosely, not meeting eyes.

Carlos nodded. “Okay! Well, we have a store of blood for blood stone use. Would you like a pack?”

“Sure-“ He stuttered and tucked a lock of long pink hair behind his pointed ear, “Do you have B Positive? I’ve kinda got a craving for it..”

“Well, we mostly have A,” Carlos murmured, running a mental inventory of what they have. “Yeah, we do, actually. Jake’s B-positive, so we have a bag of that.” Carlos typed a few more notes into his ipad before he stood up from his chair. “Let’s go to the fridge and get it.”

Skip was almost too eager to get up, jerking up from the chair and hurriedly following Carlos into the break room. “Thank you.. really.” He muttered with hunger in his voice.

“No problem,” Carlos said. “When was the last time you ate, by the way?”

“Blood..?” He attempted to confirm, “The last time I had a fill it was.. about a week ago, it’s getting a bit harder to feed around here.. Everyone I so suspicious.. I can hardly sink my fangs into anyone.”

Carlos nodded in understanding. “Yeah… but again, that has nothing to do with the vampirism. It’s just the town’s attitude toward strangers. I was a fluke – I and my team were liked well enough when we arrived.”

Carlos got to the fridge and opened the door. “Okay… Jake… Jake… where’s your blood, buddy?” After a moment Carlos opened a drawer and plucked up a bag of blood with Jake’s name and type on it, as well as the date of the draw. “Here you go,” he said, offering it to Skip.

“Do you mind my asking why you have blood bags? Not that I’m complaining,” The acrobat smiled warmly and carefully took the bag, folding the top a bit before puncturing it and drinking away to his heart’s content.

Carlos averted his eyes as he busied himself with closing the fridge. “Night Vale citizens make the use of blood and bloodstone magic,” he said. “Most are fine with drawing the blood with a knife immediately at the ritual, but the other scientists and I really prefer to just draw it more painlessly with needles.”

My Fingers Slipped @partyplanningforsuckers The heat only seemed to be packed in at the circus, with the hundreds of citizens that had swarmed like ants and the intense rides that seemed to have a life of their own. The smell of sugary cotton candy and popcorn was enough to lure anyone who had just come from a days work, the circus was the place to be. With a circle of sand and tigers, along with swinging trapeze and double jointed dancers, the main stage was selling ticket for such a view.

partyplanningforsuckers:

the-perfect-scientist:

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the-perfect-scientist:

partyplanningforsuckers:

the-perfect-scientist:

partyplanningforsuckers:

the-perfect-scientist:

partyplanningforsuckers:

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partyplanningforsuckers

the-perfect-scientist:

Carlos hadn’t been to a circus in years – not since he was little. But there had been a raffle at work and Carlos had won a coupon for a free ticket. He kinda hoped that his brother and/or his dad were in town so he could invite them to go with him.

Carlos made his way to the ticket office that was set up, standing in the line with his coupon as he looked at everything around him. Some things were different than what he remembered or imagined a circus to be like, but not everything could be a dated cliche trope he supposed.

Once at the ticket office he smiled and offered the coupon. “Hey… this any good?” he asked in a joking manner.

@partyplanningforsuckers

There
was a very strong part about Skip that made him think how Carlos could
just be looking to humiliate him, but he didn’t have to be remembered by
these people anyway, he could snap away their memories if things went
sour. “Sure.. Yeah, so do you wanna test me first or just get started on
the public image..?”

“We can test it before, if you’d prefer, but I’m alright with having fun with the test,” Carlos said. “But it’s up to you.”

“I’d like to just warm up, if you don’t mind?” He hoped with a nervous smile, “Do you think your colleagues might be upset if I draw their blood?”

Carlos shrugged. “I can’t speak for them. And Jake’s the only one here. What, are you hungry?” He asked it as if he was asking to take him out for pizza again.

The vampire shrugged and glanced away in embarrassment, “Yeah- yeah, just a little bit…” He trailed off and crossed his arms loosely, not meeting eyes.

Carlos nodded. “Okay! Well, we have a store of blood for blood stone use. Would you like a pack?”

“Sure-“ He stuttered and tucked a lock of long pink hair behind his pointed ear, “Do you have B Positive? I’ve kinda got a craving for it..”

“Well, we mostly have A,” Carlos murmured, running a mental inventory of what they have. “Yeah, we do, actually. Jake’s B-positive, so we have a bag of that.” Carlos typed a few more notes into his ipad before he stood up from his chair. “Let’s go to the fridge and get it.”

Skip was almost too eager to get up, jerking up from the chair and hurriedly following Carlos into the break room. “Thank you.. really.” He muttered with hunger in his voice.

“No problem,” Carlos said. “When was the last time you ate, by the way?”

“Blood..?” He attempted to confirm, “The last time I had a fill it was.. about a week ago, it’s getting a bit harder to feed around here.. Everyone I so suspicious.. I can hardly sink my fangs into anyone.”

Carlos nodded in understanding. “Yeah… but again, that has nothing to do with the vampirism. It’s just the town’s attitude toward strangers. I was a fluke – I and my team were liked well enough when we arrived.”

Carlos got to the fridge and opened the door. “Okay… Jake… Jake… where’s your blood, buddy?” After a moment Carlos opened a drawer and plucked up a bag of blood with Jake’s name and type on it, as well as the date of the draw. “Here you go,” he said, offering it to Skip.

My Fingers Slipped @partyplanningforsuckers The heat only seemed to be packed in at the circus, with the hundreds of citizens that had swarmed like ants and the intense rides that seemed to have a life of their own. The smell of sugary cotton candy and popcorn was enough to lure anyone who had just come from a days work, the circus was the place to be. With a circle of sand and tigers, along with swinging trapeze and double jointed dancers, the main stage was selling ticket for such a view.

partyplanningforsuckers:

the-perfect-scientist:

partyplanningforsuckers:

the-perfect-scientist:

partyplanningforsuckers:

the-perfect-scientist:

partyplanningforsuckers:

the-perfect-scientist:

partyplanningforsuckers

the-perfect-scientist:

Carlos hadn’t been to a circus in years – not since he was little. But there had been a raffle at work and Carlos had won a coupon for a free ticket. He kinda hoped that his brother and/or his dad were in town so he could invite them to go with him.

Carlos made his way to the ticket office that was set up, standing in the line with his coupon as he looked at everything around him. Some things were different than what he remembered or imagined a circus to be like, but not everything could be a dated cliche trope he supposed.

Once at the ticket office he smiled and offered the coupon. “Hey… this any good?” he asked in a joking manner.

@partyplanningforsuckers

There
was a very strong part about Skip that made him think how Carlos could
just be looking to humiliate him, but he didn’t have to be remembered by
these people anyway, he could snap away their memories if things went
sour. “Sure.. Yeah, so do you wanna test me first or just get started on
the public image..?”

“We can test it before, if you’d prefer, but I’m alright with having fun with the test,” Carlos said. “But it’s up to you.”

“I’d like to just warm up, if you don’t mind?” He hoped with a nervous smile, “Do you think your colleagues might be upset if I draw their blood?”

Carlos shrugged. “I can’t speak for them. And Jake’s the only one here. What, are you hungry?” He asked it as if he was asking to take him out for pizza again.

The vampire shrugged and glanced away in embarrassment, “Yeah- yeah, just a little bit…” He trailed off and crossed his arms loosely, not meeting eyes.

Carlos nodded. “Okay! Well, we have a store of blood for blood stone use. Would you like a pack?”

“Sure-“ He stuttered and tucked a lock of long pink hair behind his pointed ear, “Do you have B Positive? I’ve kinda got a craving for it..”

“Well, we mostly have A,” Carlos murmured, running a mental inventory of what they have. “Yeah, we do, actually. Jake’s B-positive, so we have a bag of that.” Carlos typed a few more notes into his ipad before he stood up from his chair. “Let’s go to the fridge and get it.”

Skip was almost too eager to get up, jerking up from the chair and hurriedly following Carlos into the break room. “Thank you.. really.” He muttered with hunger in his voice.

“No problem,” Carlos said. “When was the last time you ate, by the way?”

My Fingers Slipped @partyplanningforsuckers The heat only seemed to be packed in at the circus, with the hundreds of citizens that had swarmed like ants and the intense rides that seemed to have a life of their own. The smell of sugary cotton candy and popcorn was enough to lure anyone who had just come from a days work, the circus was the place to be. With a circle of sand and tigers, along with swinging trapeze and double jointed dancers, the main stage was selling ticket for such a view.

partyplanningforsuckers:

the-perfect-scientist:

partyplanningforsuckers:

the-perfect-scientist:

partyplanningforsuckers:

the-perfect-scientist:

partyplanningforsuckers

the-perfect-scientist:

Carlos hadn’t been to a circus in years – not since he was little. But there had been a raffle at work and Carlos had won a coupon for a free ticket. He kinda hoped that his brother and/or his dad were in town so he could invite them to go with him.

Carlos made his way to the ticket office that was set up, standing in the line with his coupon as he looked at everything around him. Some things were different than what he remembered or imagined a circus to be like, but not everything could be a dated cliche trope he supposed.

Once at the ticket office he smiled and offered the coupon. “Hey… this any good?” he asked in a joking manner.

@partyplanningforsuckers

There
was a very strong part about Skip that made him think how Carlos could
just be looking to humiliate him, but he didn’t have to be remembered by
these people anyway, he could snap away their memories if things went
sour. “Sure.. Yeah, so do you wanna test me first or just get started on
the public image..?”

“We can test it before, if you’d prefer, but I’m alright with having fun with the test,” Carlos said. “But it’s up to you.”

“I’d like to just warm up, if you don’t mind?” He hoped with a nervous smile, “Do you think your colleagues might be upset if I draw their blood?”

Carlos shrugged. “I can’t speak for them. And Jake’s the only one here. What, are you hungry?” He asked it as if he was asking to take him out for pizza again.

The vampire shrugged and glanced away in embarrassment, “Yeah- yeah, just a little bit…” He trailed off and crossed his arms loosely, not meeting eyes.

Carlos nodded. “Okay! Well, we have a store of blood for blood stone use. Would you like a pack?”

“Sure-“ He stuttered and tucked a lock of long pink hair behind his pointed ear, “Do you have B Positive? I’ve kinda got a craving for it..”

“Well, we mostly have A,” Carlos murmured, running a mental inventory of what they have. “Yeah, we do, actually. Jake’s B-positive, so we have a bag of that.” Carlos typed a few more notes into his ipad before he stood up from his chair. “Let’s go to the fridge and get it.”