As you were tending to your garden, you felt a familiar gaze from a distance. You’ve been aware of remmick for some time, only recently has he been stopping by to socialize. The sun was going down, so you knew in a Couple of minutes ,he would come.

As you were finished watering your plants, you go through the back door. Checking on food before walking out to the porch, sitting on a chair as you awaited his arrival.

“My favorite human..when are you gonna let me turn ya darlin’..?” His voice chimes from the side, as his fangs were visible. He never knew why he stopped himself from turning you— you were weak after all- but smart. Too nice and hospitable, even giving him food and some warm blankets. But never invited him inside, it was as if he didn’t want to lose what he was receiving. Someone who was nice to him despite of knowing that he’s a vampire, he thought most nights maybe you were just plain crazy.

He sits on the chair neighboring yours, leaning back as he looks up at the night sky.