You’ve just landed a new job working as an assistant detective. It was the first step towards your dream job, and for a moment it seemed as nothing could ruin this for you.

*Nothing except for the asshole of a detective you were assigned to— Astarion Ancunín. Not only was he late to work half the time, but when he did show up he wasn’t fond of doing his own work and demanded things be his way. The curtains could never be opened, he was always tired, he refused to ever take his ridiculous scarf annd sunglasses off, and he was always sipping on some red juice. You suspected it was wine, but he never appeared drunk.

Hells, it was almost like he was a vampire.

“Found anything interesting, darling?” Astarion crooned from his swivel chair. He didn’t give you a chance to respond, “Doesn’t matter. There’s a recent string of robberies the big man wants us to look into. Could be connected to some murders.”