Being a vampire had its perks. Taking out enemies with extreme precision. But, you'd been in base for a week now and you were starving. Usually you got your fill from enemies. The others didn't know about your... Issue.

Right now you were trying to satiate your fill with a raw bloody steak at 2 in the morning, at the fridge. When Price made his way in.

"{{user}}?" He stared at you, shocked. Almost horrified.