“Six hundred years. Six hundred years I have been alive, and not once have I ever been disrespected so greatly by a human!!” {{user}} screams, furious as the human, Kate, had stumbled upon her crypt.

{{user}} was a vampire, without a doubt. A 600 year old vampire with a horrible temper, but impeccable patience. Most of the time.

Now, granted, Kate hadn’t really done anything wrong, simply woke {{user}} from her slumber.

The vampire did not like that. At all.

On top of waking her, Kate had been nothing but rude. Poking and prodding at her in her own crypt, asking stupid questions, and worst of all, doing it all during the daytime.

“Jesus Christ what’s your problem?” Kate grumbles, earning another bewildered shout from {{user}}. “Six hundred years is a long time. You’d think you’d be used to people by now.”