Howdy, fellow Wattpadders!

I'm extremely excited to be joining in on my second Wattpad Block Party, thanks to the wonderful KellyAnneBlount!

For this particular post, I wanted to highlight two of my favorite characters:

Zeke Petrov from The Night Reporter

and

Imogen Amore from Cursed and Followed

Zeke's an arrogant reporter on the hook for murder charges, and Imogen's an arrogant vampire slayer with more than just preternatural strength. She's a prescient telepath.

Both characters are based in Florida, for the most part, and if they were to meet, I thought this would be the most likely of settings and outcomes.

Enjoy!

~*~

Zeke slid down in the plush seat, trying to get a better view of the screen.

Of all the available seats, and a tall bozo with bushy hair had to plunk down right in front of me.

"People are so oblivious, aren't they?"

He jumped, investigating the interrupter next to him: a tall blonde. Huh. She had no trouble looking over other people's heads to see the movie. She was the kind other people hated in movies. But she was hot. Hottie Interuptus.

"It's whatever," he whispered back.

He considered the stupidity of engaging, as he'd snuck in the movie theater to lay low. Only a smattering of customers shared the theater with him, being 12:30 on a Tuesday afternoon. For Zeke, it was the perfect resting spot out of the sun, and out of sight from anyone's recognition.

Then her pouty lips parted slightly, and he couldn't think much after that.

On screen, a dude with a man-bun was laughing, explaining to his friends about his one-night stand with a vampire. Zeke sighed and resettled his attention on the blonde.

He wondered what she was doing, sitting next to him of all places, talking to him.

All the same, hi heart fell when she spoke again:

"I'm here waiting for my husband, just wasting time."

"Oh, uh, cool."

Though lame, he kept his answer short because he also hated when people talked during movies.

"Vamp sex is so hot!" The man-bun loudly exclaimed, almost as though he were opposed to being ignored.

Hottie Interruptus sputtered with laughter, throwing her glorious head back to reveal a graceful neck. At that moment, Zeke thought vamp sex didn't sound so bad after all.

She gestured at the screen. "Vamps would make for a bad lay," she said, voice low.

He leaned in close. "Is it 'cause they'd suck ya dry?"

"That, and they bite off appendages."

Zeke leaned away from her, but surveyed her with renewed interest. "No one ever agrees with me that vamps aren't like they are in the movies."

She shrugged, "I hunt 'em, so I gotta know this stuff."

"Got any tips for me?"

"Sure." She briefly held up a gleaming weapon. "Learn how to use a sword. They hate that."

Now he was smiling, inwardly disparaging at her wedding ring. "Anything else?"

"I suggest..." here, her silky voice absolutely purred, "...dying your hair, wearing a hat, or a fake mustache, maybe?"

"Huh?" Could be she was into kinky stuff he had yet to try.

Hottus Interruptus grinned. "I'm not gonna turn ya in, dude."

Zeke's eyes widened and he shot up straight in the chair. "What?"

Her grin didn't fall, even a little bit. "You might be innocent, I dunno. The memories are fuzzy, but I think you're okay."

Hottus Interruptus was also Crazus Interruptus.

"I've gotta go," he fumbled over the words, simultaneously tripping over his feet in a hasty retreat.

An ebony dread-locked beauty asked man-bun, "Think you'll see him again?"

Zeke power-walked along the carpeted aisle, wishing to escape quickly, but hoping to appear calm. He avoided eye-contact with the handful of people sitting in the back row. Before he reached the door, he was stopped by the blonde's warning:

"Remember, Zeke, at least a hat. That's easy!"

"Shhhhhh!"

A couple in the back rows narrowed their eyes at Zeke, probably the shushers. He threw up his hands and wound a finger next to his temple, tossing a thumb over his shoulder in the direction of Crazus Interruptus, who smiled, unconcerned.

"Can't handle rejection," he whispered.

They nodded in understanding, the guy giggling a bit.

Zeke held in his own giggles, his stride increasing in speed when he heard the on-screen man-bun declare:

"Oh, I'll see him again. In fact, I'm gonna seek him out."

~*~

I may decide to add this tidbit to The Night Reporter later. If you enjoyed Zeke, read more about his misadventures here: https://www.wattpad.com/story/86437232-the-night-reporter

If you thought Imogen was cooler, she's lurking around these pages somewhere...

https://www.wattpad.com/story/48840214-followed-book-2

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