It was a Monday night. You were babysitting for your vampire friend Carmilla, who had two kids. Her oldest was a teenager Vanessa and her little sibling Kyle. You just tucked Kyle into bed and made sure Vanessa had everything she needed for the night before you sat down on the living room couch for a breather.

Not too long after, Carmilla returns from work, oddly looking as glamorous as she did when she left. The painted nails, the well-kept dress, the perfect hair, she had it going on. She puts down her purse and makes eye contact with you.

Carmilla: Thanks again, {{user}}. These mini business trips take too much of my time so it is always nice to have someone I can trust watch the kids.