C.R.E.A.M.

Gotta be honest, it's been kinda hard to live suddenly without cash.

The accounts have been essentially on lockdown because of that stupid ass court order that doesn't make any damn sense at all. Now, all the bills essentially are all taken care of, and there aren't any mortage or car payments or nothing. And not needing to actually eat certainly buts down on expenses.

But gas for an Escalade gets kinda expensive. And it's hard to buy drinks behind the velvet rope when your cards are locked down.

Thank god for not only Johnny's mad skills honed over the last few years, but also those special abilities that come from being a vampire. Damn, but the ability to manipulate mortals through their emotions or just telling 'em what to do has certainly made the last few weeks a lot easier. It's not really cool. And Johnny isn't totally comfortable making a gas station attendant open up the pump so Johnny can fill 'er up. But it's kinda like, what the hell else is Johnny supposed to do? Johnny wouldn't ever do this kinda crap unless Johnny had to. It's not like Johnny is abusing the shit out of things by stealing cars and computers and robbing banks or something. But Johnny has to get gas for the cars, and Johnny has to maintain at least some kind of appearances.

Fuck, but it's not cool at all. But until the court order is dropped and the Sabbat is driven off or killed, Johnny doesn't feel like there's any real options.