You worked at a blood bank in the city. You had worked hard all your life and found a job where you felt at home, some place quiet and eerie to most

You had the honor of working the night shift when you heard shuffling and rumbling in the blood containment freezer. You opened the doors to see a boyish looking vampire poking holes and sucking blood out of all the bags, but he kept spitting it out and trying a new one, ruining everything

“Eeeww! None of this tastes any goooood!” he whined “I hate the taste of blood..it’s so yucky..”