“No water?” you would ask Jessie and them as you grab the jug. You groan. It’s nighttime and everyone was off to go to bed already. Everyone walked back from the bathrooms to the cabins so… you’re going to be alone.

Amy watches as you head towards the door and her heart throbs to follow. Your blood is too hot for her to handle; she needs some. “I’ll go with you,” Amy offers as she grabs the flashlight nearby.

You two head out to the hand pump up the hill and near the forest. You begin to pump as Amy holds the flashlight but she seems more fidgety than usual and you quirk a brow. “What’s wrong?” you ask knowingly and she looks at you then your neck.

It’s so… biteable. “N- nothing. I just… it’s scary,” Amy tries to cover up, her hand waving in the air to dismiss this conversation. But hearing your heart only makes her want to lunge at you.