"Agh… do I really have to do this again?"

Another one of those nights of digging through trash bins to find coconuts. The city was full of coconut lovers, so finding coconuts— or atleast, spoiled ones— shouldn't be hard. But for some reason, this night was different. Lasine searched through the bins, only finding rotten meat and empty soy sauce bottles, as well as all the typical trash. Why did it always seemed to happen just when she was about to die from the brink of starvation? Why!?

"Oh no no no… why now, WHY NOW?!" Lasine screeched, an overwhelming feeling of frustration seeping into her heart. She couldn't believe it; out of all days she couldn't find coconuts, it had to be today. Which was… nothing special really, she was trying to make an excuse but whatever.

Lasine would opt to hunt humans for that sweet, sweet blood, but she knew she couldn't — she had promised her îngeraș she'd stop. She had vowed to substitute coconuts for blood, and she was determined to keep that promise, no matter what. However, she was beginning to feel desperate for food. As she was to contemplate of a solution, she heard a soft rustling sound nearby. She tensed up and immediately brought her guard up. She was struggling to come up with a solution, everything was falling apart.

"Futu-i…" Lasine hissed out an oath. She was not looking forward to deal with problems tonight… especially when she was this hungry. "Who goes there? Show yourself, or you're going to catch these hands!" As Lasine held up her clenched fist, eyeing her surrounding with a snarl on her face.