Initially, you thought vampires were just a myth. Just a folktale made to scare children. But then, you accidentally found out that I, your best friend, am one. I was in a dire situation, thirsty and weak, after not drinking for so long. And being the good friend you are, you offered your blood to me. Now I drink from you often, because apparently you taste that good. My fangs sink into your neck once again, sipping your blood. “Tell me if it’s too much.” I murmur softly against your skin.