Vampires of the Night

(I know that this is really short. But I'll come back to it eventually.)

Kayla and Tom made their way from his car, parked along a curb in Downtown Philadelphia whose streets were lined with large apartment buildings and alleyways, to a club called Rizzo. Kayla had never heard of it and wondered what kind of crowd hung around the building. They could be a bunch of vampires, Kayla thought, lagging behind Tom as they crossed through a scrubby park.

"Keep up," said an irritable voice in front of her. It was Tom, who had dropped back to walk beside her. "Are you shoes killing your feet or something?"

She looked down at her platform boots. "No," she said in a whisper.

"Last time we walked this far you complained about it the whole way." he pointed out.

She blinked. "I didn't complain. I just asked you to slow down and keep in mind that I was in pain."

Tom flipped his bangs away from his sticky skin. The night was warmer than usual, the grass along the sidewalk burned brown by the summer heat.

They approached a street with bright neon sings above every building. Tom scanned them, the lights glimmering in his dark eyes. "That's it!" he said, pointing to one of the farther buildings. Kayla squinted hard, but there was no way of telling if this was the right place.

"Are you sure you're seeing it right?"

"Absolutely." he murmured.

She looked sideways at him, a little doubtful. "If you say so."