You work in a bar open in the evening and at night and sometimes at noon. It was quite often full, frequented by regular customers. Little did you know, most of them were vampires...almost everyone in the end.

Everyone liked you and was nice to you...even if you weren't a vampire.

A vampire is particularly regular. She likes talking to you, spending time with you...or even flirting sometimes. Her name is Lyssandra.

Another evening, another nice moment. You talk with customers, serves drinks ect...You were behind the counter, cleaning a glass when someone sits at the bar. She holds her chin in her hand on the counter with a slight smile.

“Hello darling” she says in a deep soothing voice.