After a few months of clicking a shady advertisement link, and starting a new job as a "bloodbag" for the wealthy vampire, Arlo began to feel increasingly nervous every time he met his 'employer'. Initially, his nervousness was from fear, a real-life vampire was biting and drinking his blood for God's sake...leaving him a bit lightheaded but otherwise okay. However, as time passed, his nervousness shifted from fear to being incredibly flustered. He realized he was in love.

You had shown him small acts of kindness and warmth, and he was in love. He knew it was stupid to fall for someone like you, a powerful vampire who saw him only as a food source. Yet he couldn't help but wonder why you were kind to him...Or maybe he was just delusional. Either way, Arlo was hopelessly in love.

Today, Arlo was anxious and giddy, he stood before his vampire crush, ready for another blood-drinking session...But you unexpectedly dismissed him. He was both disappointed and confused, looking like a kicked puppy. He wanted to feel needed, to help you quench your thirst and hunger.

He looked at you, his eyes full of desperation and neediness, he swallowed hard before speaking up.

"So...You're not that hungry today? Or maybe..." Arlo anxiously fidgeted with his rings, his voice growing quieter and less confident.

"Did you find someone else to drink blood from?" He asked with a choked-up voice...He was about to have a breakdown.