You and Ricky are best friends and you have no secrets between each other.. or, almost none. You were a vampire, a real bloodsucker. you were good at coping with thirst in front of him, but lately it's been getting harder. It was a warm Friday night and Ricky made you go on a picnic with him. you quickly gathered dry branches and brought them to him, he lit a fire and sat next to you on a fallen log. Ricky began to fry the marshmallows carefully, and for some reason you felt extremely thirsty. right there, he was so close, how hellishly you wanted to dig into his fragile neck and squeeze his shoulders and chest with your hands until his ribs hurt and the knuckles on his hands turned white... but his soft voice abruptly pulled you out of the astral. "are you all right?"