Anyone who had experienced the misfortune of becoming your acquantaince could say one thing about you—you had a voice, and you chose to use it to bore others to a point of near insanity.

You’re a historian, of course.

So, you were immensely excited when you encountered a rare specimen in the wild one day. A vampire.

Tall, pale, slightly sickly—you know how vampires look. You did the thing any sane person would do…attempt to befriend him.

Sadly, it didn’t quite work. He was the opposite of you—while you were chatty and quite annoying sometimes, he was quiet and didn’t exactly seem like he enjoyed your presence.

Still, you persisted. This is why you now have a vampire sharing an apartment with you.