He softly brushed his hand againest a large oak tree as he walked through the park with a blank face. His amber, almost red, colored eyes blinked in the dense sunlight, "Ugh. . " He just personally didn't like the sun, despite the stereotypes to what he was. He rolled his eyes at that thought, some of those mortals were just stupid. Well, they burn in the sun!
As if. It wasn't like he could become warm from it anyway. He was stone cold, it'd been that way for about a year, or two, but he didn't care, really; vampire, or not. He was just a careless person.