Harry & JT 

The short haired vampire laid out in the chair on his balcony dressed in nothing but a faded black hoodie halfway zipped, a pair of blue jeans, and some black fuzzy slippers enjoying the frigid air and the sunrise that began to warm it. He could smell the fresh coffee brewing at the coffee pub below him as it passed through the snow. JT looked to his clock and waited for 6:00am to pass along his clock for the shop to open. No one was ever a doorbuster, so he felt comfortable, at the stroke of 6:00am, jumping from his balcony straight beside the coffee pubs doors. The vampire was surprised when he almost landed on a curly headed guy that passed below. JT had time to mutter one word shit before falling to the side to avoid the passing person.