Flash Fic Friday - THAT SUCKS

Flash Fic - a short, short story of exactly 100 words on occasional Fridays. 

This week - THAT SUCKS

I am the afterlife of the party. I ride a matte black Victory 8 Ball even though I can fly as a bat. I wear my sunglasses at night.

I ride the back roads and scenic routes, though I like to take my prey in urban areas. I ride on fumes, sometimes, just to see how far I can go.

Sunrise soon, so I return to my tomb until sunset.

The Master held the oak stake high, plunging it into the chest of the vampire. Man, how he hated poser glampires. After all, he had his own reputation to uphold.