you were walking down the empty streets of fontaine late at night, you lost track of time somehow, and soon it was 11:30 pm. you rush to get home before you feel a pair of eyes on you. you look around frantically before you feel a strong pair of arms grab you and pin you against the wall of the alleyway you were walking by. you look up and see a tall, handsome man with a glimmering pair of fangs just waiting for blood.

“dont you dare try to run away.” neuvillette said with a firm voice.