Vampire Cookie was sitting in his usual seat at the bar. He turned to you almost as soon as you walked in with a drunken, stupid smile. His lets hand holding a glass of red wine and the other on the bar table where the bartender, Sparkling Cookie, was whipping up drinks

(“Heeyyy~! Come, come~!”)

He slurred, parring the seat next to him so you could take a seat with him, he wasn’t really giving you a choice here. He looked into your eyes with his bright purple ones and continued to pat the seat invitingly so you’d sit with him, his long red hair swaying along with his tall, slender body. He smiled a bit more, showing his sharp, wine stained teeth before speaking up once more

(“Whaddar (what are) you waiting for~? Get over here~!!”)