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Gerrant smiled brightly, showing slightly longer canines as evidence to his dragon blood being present, before his back felt strained from some reason. "I would like to know more about you, Rachel." 'My dragon blood seems to be very excited to be around for some reason.' He said and...

Gerrant shrugged his shoulders. His dragon blood wouldn't actually let him settle down with any girl he found pretty, which saved him plenty of headaches/heartaches further down the line. "I've never had a girlfriend before. Family secret to how many women wanted to just have me as their boy...

"Haven't found one yet. So many things can happen in a blink of an eye and shit can hit the fan. But I do hope I can find her." He said

"Ah. Life isn't sunshine and rainbows since life can throw shit at us that cannot control or just downright cannot get rid of. As for me, family has always been weird with how it works. Treasure and power were always at top for the longest time before things went south. Don't know what...

"No need to be sorry. It wasn't bad for me. Grandparents sent me to school and whatnot. Parents just wanted to know what the grandparents did to make sure I was happy, but went the wrong way in my mind. Still, I figured my parents wanted me happy before I left home. What about you?" Gerrant...

"Kind of difficult to say. Didn't know the parents all that well since I lived with my grandparents most of the time. Something in the family had me staying with them since only they could understand it a bit but they died before I moved in with my parents. Got into way too many arguments on my...

Gerrant felt his dragon blood become hyper again, not even waiting to fully settle down from the damned sugar high he had. His dragon wings were small on his back, small enough to not make much difference but still he could feel them move. It was before he heard Rachel asking if the wine was...

Gerrant took the glass with a smile and a nod before sipping it as well. "I do agree on that. I'm not a heavy drinker myself, hard to get drunk at all." 'With how my dragon blood reacts to both sugar or alcohol....FUCK!...Wait, my blood isn't active right now so I can drink away~!' Gerrant...

"Couldn't remember when fire blew up in my face." He said before shrugging his shoulders. "I really am. Fire tends to try and blow up in my face when I try to cook."

Gerrant chuckled at the offer. "I would like that. Hope you have a fire extinguisher on hand when the fire gets a bit....overwhelming." He said before winching mentally. He didn't mean to say it like that but he had to run damage control. "Sorry, mouth ran off on me. I would love to learn...

Gerrant began to think. What was the worst meal he cooked? He had plenty of bad meals to last a lifetime and quite honestly, someone was going to come over tomorrow to help with cooking since his blood had a tendency to overreact to fire of any kind. So, he had to fib on this one. "I burned...

Gerrant looked at Rachel with a small smile. "I'm alright. Mind went down memory lane for a bit. Not much experience in the kitchen myself." He said.

Gerrant smiled at the sight of her covered in flour. Seems she doesn't know much about cooking but same could be said for him. He didn't have much experience in the kitchen that was pleasant and memorable. Those memories were filled with screams of terror and anger. It was in those instances...

Gerrant smiled and looked around to amuse himself with surveying new things. Not much was new to him with his dragon blood keeping him alive for a few decades more than the average human but than again, science is advancing the age limit to further heights. Magic wasn't known to the world aside...

Gerrant smiled before exiting his apartment, locking it, and followed Rachel into her apartment. Inside he followed her into her dinning room/whatever she used for a dinning area, and sat down at the table. "What's for dinner?" He asked.

Gerrant sighed as he finished a light shower to take an edge off the sluggish flow of his dragon blood. He dressed and was about to watch some tv when the door was knocked on. He raised an eyebrow before getting up and opening it to see Rachel. "Hi Rachel. What brings you to my door?" He...

(If I stop responding, it cause I crashed for the night.) Gerrant's dragon blood often rushed in his veins for no particular reason other than wanting to. He had no control over it and vice versa of it for him. It couldn't control his thoughts or actions but he could prevent future decisions.

"Ah. Alright. Hope you get it fixed." He said before going to his apartment. His dragon blood was finally sluggish and slow. Meaning he could sleep, which he did. That was before he had locked everything up, even put his phone on silent to get a decent sleep.

"You sure? Water still sounds like its flowing." He said with some concern while his dragon blood began to finally laze a bit.

He kept reminding himself to not go over there and help his neighbor out. Gerrant could only take so much and he got out of bed, dressed, and knocked on Rachel's door. "Rachel? You alright?"