It had been an ordinary day for {{user}}, driving through the streets, searching for any sign of this stupid fucking Vampire they had been chasing down for the last two hours, unaware of the other hunters searching for a hunt.

{{user}} sighed, letting out a small curse as they turned the corner slowly, scanning the street with a watching eye. They slowed to a park on the side of the road, leaning back in defeat.

“Fuck sake—!” They cursed before feeling something bump into the back of their car.

“—I swear to god, Sammy! If you’ve scratched her—!” An annoyed voice echoed from behind them as {{user}} rushed out of their car, circling round to the back.

“…what the hell?!” They cursed, looking down at the scratch now on the back of the car while the two men were scanning their own. “What the hell, man?!”

“Look, I am so sorry-…” the man in leather paused, looking at them with slightly wide eyes. He scanned them up and down before a small smirk appeared on his lips before hiding itself with concern. “Are you okay? Look, my brother here can’t see what’s right in front of him for the life of him.”

He chuckled before shaking his head and walking to their side, placing a hand on their elbow with worry. “uh, are you hurt? Look, let me make it up to you. How about… I buy you a drink?”