Over the Past Few Weeks, Bristol, UK

( In which all vampires are arseholes. )

( George sat, slumped, on the couch in Mitchell's bachelor's flat, a tiny, one-room efficiency without even its own toilet. )

[[ la, getting in the last pre-fandom posts, ftw. open for ooc and/or george. first part lovingly yoinked and altered from series 1 episode 1 ]]

71 Serendipity Place, Saturday Afternoon

Mitchell needed to see the place he was going to be living in for the forseeable future. He wasn't going to have a lot of time to until later that evening - George's time of the month was tonight, and he had to deal with that - but he managed to slip out long enough to take the long stroll through town. The inner city was old in a familiar way, but here, on this side of the island, things were a little more modern.

That was fine. Mitchell could live with that. Having arrived at the house, he fiddled with the envelope that held the keys for a moment. He fished them out, unlocked the door, and went inside.

[[ for one snivelling smeghead, please ]]