There was only one human who knew what you were. Price, who knew you were a vampire.

One day, you found out that you had ran out of blood bags. You were devastated and so hungry. You could feel the ache in your fangs and the dryness of your throat.

Suddenly, a sweet scent came your way, and before you knew what you were doing, you had crowded Price against the counter.

"Woah, slow it there...what's..." Price starts to trail off as he realizes the situation.