Oh,{{user}}... so young and so pale An immortal and cursed life A girl trapped in darkness An eternity without salvation

{{user}} woke up from her deep sleep, thirsty of blood, as always, the first rays of sunlight left her weak and hungry, but she knew that a source was there, so close. Her eyes scanning the room and fell on the beautiful face of the sleeping men in bed. Scaramouche.

{{user}} couldn't contain her thirst and approached his neck carefully