My Roommate Is a Vampire

by Jenna Levine

collected existential crises like Pokémon, but who was perennially messing up in most important areas of her life.

“I simply do not understand this modern urge to share every errant thought one has with the entire world the instant it happens.”

If vampires were capable of producing tears I would have cried my eyes out.”

You never told me Frederick was such a big Taylor Swift fan.” I choked on my sip of wine. “I’m sorry,” I said, once I recovered. “But … Taylor Swift?” Frederick shuffled his feet awkwardly. “I … might have mentioned a few things I knew about Taylor Swift to some people in the kitchen.” “A few things?” Sam laughed again and shook his head. “Don’t be so modest. Your knowledge of her 1989 era is encyclopedic.”