Interesting fucking night

So I finally was able to meet my new favorite person, Thanh. That girl is so much fun. She came to the states with her friend Mary, so we decided to meet up. After finding then proceeding to drain the finest men in Seattle, we decided to go clubbing. What better way to satisfy our need for some fun?

I always get in to the absolute best clubs in Seattle, so I figured we'd head over to Immortal Sin. No more than five seconds after we step through the door, this awful smell entraps my head, causing venom to start burning my throat. It was by far the most horrible smell I've ever encountered. I look around to see what the hell it's coming from, and then I see them -- Paul and his new fiance, /rolls eyes/ Rachel. A fucking... shapeshifter... in MY club? My first thought: I had no idea they allowed dogs in here. Anger seeped through my entire body. I walked over there with Thanh and Mary following, ready to attack him. Words were exchanged, and we were all so worked up. I'm surprised we all didn't kill each other. The damn kid almost wolfed in front of the entire club. Thanh and I decided to taunt his little girlfriend, Rachel, then made up some bull about how we dated. That one was Thanh's idea, /laughs/. But in all seriousness, I was so angered by what he was saying. If I could have morphed into some kind of huge beast, I would have after 2 minutes. And then he calls some other members of the damn pack. We were BEYOND pissed off at this point. They kept asking if we wanted to take it to the street, dumbasses.

Well, we ended up leaving. Thanh made me realize that it'd take forever to wash the fucking smell out of our hair. We left shortly after they made their girlfriends leave, as if they'd already planned an attack. I sure as hell wasn't going to get my new clothes ripped to shreds while I kicked doggy ass. We could have called for some backup, but they're not even worth it.

Anyways, I woke up this morning feeling awfully regretful about the previous night. I'd put my two new friends in horrible danger, myself as well. I came to the realization that Paul was still incredibly worked up over what happened, and that he and one of the other pups were going to try to follow my scent and kill me.

I am... terrified. This is an emotion I haven't felt in decades. I definitely never want to run into any of them ever again if I can help it. So, I've decided I'm going to stay with a friend I know, somewhere down south. I can't stay here if they're all going to be on high alert. Fuck that. I'm in need of a vacation, anyways.

This day has been so exhausting. I wish I could just fade into unconsciousness. I almost want to go over to their stupid reservation just so they'll kill me. I feel like shit. I've been moping around all day. On the plus side, I went shopping with Angela. But that only furthered my depressed mood once she dropped me off at home.

Alas, I am now sitting in my apartment accompanied by dozens of lit candles, sulking. I think I'm going to leave in a few days. I guess now it's time to take another bath. This smell really lingers, damn.

Hope you're all having a better day than I am,
Leice