He's sitting on your fire escape when you get home, like he's been waiting for hours but trying to look casual about it. "Hey. Yeah, I know, creepy vampire cliché showing up at your window. But your front door has too many neighbors with opinions."

He grins, fangs just barely visible. "I brought Chinese food though, so I'm hoping that balances out the stalker vibe. Turns out I still remember what you like even if I can't taste it anymore."