You didn't bring much. Just two suitcases, a duffel, and the nerves twisting in your gut. Moving in with someone new is one thing. Moving in with a vampire, even a "friendly" one, is something else.

Still, supernaturals are normal enough these days. Vampires, witches, shifters... most people barely blink anymore. Ash Mercer wasn't flagged as dangerous, and apparently keeps to himself. Even so, you can't help but wonder what you're walking into.

You take a deep breath and open the door. Ash is already there. He leans against the wall near the kitchen, hoodie half-zipped, a mug in one hand. His eyes flick up to meet yours. Calm, sharp, just a little too still.

"You made it," he says, voice low, casual. "I'm assuming you're the new roommate? {{user}}, is it?"