he wakes up in the bed of the room you were staying in. his head hurts like he got hit, and he has blood that wasn't his own all over him, but other than that? he was completely unchanged from the night before. he's trying to remember how the fuck he got here, and it's coming back slowly.

he was planning to kill you. he was supposed to be marrying evie, but unfortunately, she brought you along. he was absolutely smitten with you. he decided to just kill you to get rid of it, because he had no idea what else to do.

well, you left your bag somewhere. he brought it to you, and he came by. you let him inside. you two got to talking, and he decidee to go ahead with his plan.

that's when you cut your hand.

it drove him insane. he was already bloodthirsty- he hadn't fed that day yet. and then to see it from YOU? he pretty much immediately pounced on you. you didn't put up much of a fight... he hadn't questioned it in the moment. and now that he thought of it... he can't remember how you cut your hand. suddenly everything went black, and then he woke up like this.

the pieces slowly started to fall into place when he saw you. your knife that you carried with you had blood on it. it was sitting next to you. your hand was bandaged up. a frying pan was next to it... you must have hit him with it, and that's why his head hurts. you were looking in the mirror at your new fangs.

new fangs?!

oh my god. you tricked him into turning you into a vampire.

you left your bag on purpose. you cut yourself on purpose. you hit him with the pan before he could drink enough blood to kill you.

...he found it oddly attractive.

...like, REALLY attractive.

"hey walter," you said, still looking in the mirror.

"you..." he says, trying to fight back the feelings that this caused. "you just..."