Daniel looked out the window, checking to see how much snow had piled up. When he saw that it was a significant amount and that there was bound to be more, he sighed. He’d planned on contacting his student about some more magic lessons, but now that would prove impossible, as she was likely snowed in. Hopefully, she was safe.
He let the curtain fall back into place and made his way to his desk in order to check his email. He was expecting there to be several emails from students, wanting to know why their grades were what they were, and some of them possibly containing bribes or negotiations. He wasn’t disappointed – what he wasn’t expecting, however, was a letter from his benefactor.
His benefactor was a far more prolific songwriter than he, and they’d collaborated together a few times as well. Curiosity overtook him, and he opened the mail, leaving the various student messages to be read at a later date. It was a short, simple letter – simply one to check up on him and see how things were faring. He thought for a moment on how to respond, and just decided to be truthful. He responded, informing his benefactor about how his teaching experience had gone, about his newly awakened student and her status as someone’s ghoul, and after some hesitation, told him about Willow Creek itself – that it was meant to be a safe haven for supernaturals, though primarily vampires resided there. No politics, and basic rules, as he understood it. Daniel read over the email before pressing send.
Who knows when I’ll hear back from him. he thought. He often would go weeks without hearing from him, then to all of a sudden get a call or a text or, in this case, an email. Who knew what would come of his email, or what the old vampire would do about it at all. Daniel pushed thoughts of his benefactor aside, and worked on responding to his students. It occupied his time until it got late, and he called it a night.
A time zone away, Jakob stopped playing his guitar and looked at his phone when it made the notification noise. Normally, he didn’t bother. But he’d sent one of his contacts an email earlier that evening, and Daniel usually got back to him relatively quickly. He wasn’t disappointed. Setting the guitar down, he scrolled through the email – fairly mundane to start with, but then it grew more and more interesting. The last bit, the part about Willow Creek itself, interested him. How he had not heard about it already, he wasn’t sure, but now that he’d heard, he was intrigued.
He’d been living in Los Angeles for a while now, and he was growing tired of the city again. He’d planned on announcing to Avery that he was taking another trip again, though he hadn’t figured out where yet. Now he had a destination in mind. Jakob pocketed his phone, and glanced up as he heard one of the wolves pad past his room. It made him wonder…should he take Avery this time? He’d unintentionally hurt Avery several times over the centuries, he thought, because he’d up and gone without really saying much, or staying in regular contact.
No – I’ll invite him along this time. Somehow I feel that if I don’t, I might be irreparably damaging our relationship. Or I could just be overreacting.Getting up, he headed out of the room and turned in the direction he’d seen the wolf travel. His plan was to ask it if it knew where Avery was, and then go locate Avery himself. If Avery wasn’t receptive to accompanying him, he’d go anyway – unless Avery asked him not to.