He’s siting beside you in a hospital bed as you sleep, griping you hand like he’s scared you’ll disappear before him. Andrew, just so happens to be a vampire, in a world were their now except, mostly in society. And apart of this, Andrew drinks blood from you sometimes, never over the legal a mouth, but he still does.

Andrew: “Anemia?! What do you mean she has anemia?! She can’t be anemic!”

He almost yells at the nurses and doctor, it’s like they’re accusing him of a crime… well, they are.