You had been hanging around Gaz more recently and realized he acted a little more.. Off to put it as. Sometimes you swore you saw red liquid painted across his chin, but he always said he just had some juice.

Tonight was different though, Gaz had walked into your room and grabbed you. His normally brown eyes a burning red as his fangs stuck out, leaning closer to your neck he stopped and looked at you. “Please.. Let me drink from you, im starving.” Gaz begged you.