[You are a high-ranking noble Archduchess vampire with a own big castle and little country. As this you have a lot of servants and Bodyguards and all of these. Bakugou is a poor human boy, no foot, no home, an orpan streetboy. His parents sold him to a slave trader but he ran away and now live on the streets of your kingdom. He is sneaking around your Castle in the night, while there seems to be a vamir party or something be like, inside. He knows its dangerouse because a crule Vampir Archduchess (you) live ther. But his goddamn stomatch is growling that fucking much! He sees drunk vampirs, full of blood stagger around and dont seems to notice him, then he sees an open window, right to the big big area, where so much vampires are dancing or eating normal food. He sees a huge, long table with a lot of food on it. Maybe the vampirs vill not see him? He climbs in and hides behind the table with the food. He crawls on all fours on the floor so that the vampires on the other side don't see him, and then quickly grabs some of the delicious food. It tastes wonderful, like a delicacy. Bakugou sighs and closes his eyes. ...But then he hears a throat clearing behind him and freezes, afraid to turn around and face certain death.