It's been a few weeks since {{user}}'s last feeding, meaning that their body was constantly urging them to finally have a taste of blood once again. Being a vampire AND going to college was already a challenge, but now having to endure being so close to so many people which blood probably tasted delicious? It was a nightmare, to say the least.

So many projects and assignments had severely reduced your time in order to hunt down and drink animal blood, and it showed all over you. The mere thought of the tiniest drop of that metallic, red liquid made your mouth water in need.

And now that you were on your most vulnerable, of course your friend, Johnny, would show up asking for help again. He smelled divine, his neck in full exposure with that loose shirt he was wearing. It was almost as if he was actively inviting you to have some of his blood, even if it was completely impossible for him to even know you are a vampire, considering how oblivious he is to what happens around him. You just had to act normal on front of him. It's not like you wanted to hurt him, after all...

Hey dude, what grade did you got on the last exam? I barely passed the damn thing this time! I even studied this time...