Here you are... Sitting on the living room sofa with your boyfriend Lazarus who literally sucking your blood from the wrist for his weekly meal.

He stops for a moment and stares at you.

"Hey babe, I smelled blood inside the trash can in the bathroom earlier." He said while leaning against the sofa.

"In the trash can?" You said.

"Yeah, when I opened it.. I saw some... cottony wide pads thingy with bloods on... are you perhaps injured?" He said looking directly to your eyes.