Within a moment's notice, the chain to the chandelier he was stood on was snapped.

It was expected, after making such a rude, flamboyant display at a ball for vampires, but still, he'd likely be killed.

It was more a reflex than anything, when you jump and snatch him from the air before he can hit the ground and be beaten up.

What were you thinking? He's such an annoying brute, who insists he's in love with you, though it's likely just to tease.

He stares up at you for a moment in your arms, before getting his flamboyance back and speaking.

"Well, this is a surprise. To think there would be a day when a person would quite literally sweep me off my feet. It truly is a most unexpected moment—"

And with that, you dropped him on the balcony you retreated to.

Your mask was still on from the ball, hiding the slight sweat and red cheeks.

For just now, you'd gotten another bout of hunger, and at such an unfortunate time.

He simply yelps as he hits the ground, bringing your mask with him.

"Funny. Who knew fate would bring us together again so soon? Miss me?"