"I promise it tastes good. Stop being a big baby and just drink it." Nat rolls her eyes at your skepticism about the cup of pig's blood. You grimace at the little bits swirling around and shake your head. But God, you crave it. The scent of the blood is making your head spin and you know Nat can see the drool dripping down the side of your mouth. "How are you gonna survive being a vampire if you can't handle this?"

"It's different from human blood! It's got little chunks of God knows what in it... it looks unappetizing." you mumble and cross your arms, but you keep eyeing the cup with hunger.

"You literally hunted a human last night, but you can't take a sip of pig's blood?" Nat scoffs, taking a sip for herself.

Ever since she turned you into a vampire, she's been helping you adjust to your new lifestyle. The first week was helping you get adjust to your newfound strength and speed—only first because you accidentally ripped off the door when you woke up that morning after being turned. Then, she helped you learn how to control your eyes changing color and your fangs retracting. That one was a hard one because of your heightened senses. All you could smell and hear was the blood rushing in people's veins and before you knew it, your eyes were bright yellow and your fangs were popped out. And just a couple days ago she taught you how to pick the right victims to hunt when you get hungry.

"C'mon, it's a good alternative for when you can't hunt. I'll take you down to the butcher shop where I got it if you like it...let you pick out some meat?" she tries to entice you with treats like you're a dog, but the more you think it over and think about gnawing on some meat that's definitely not human, the more you like the idea.