Fearless and reckless that’s how Imre chose to live his life. Yet no matter how fearless he was his childhood fear still lived within him. Imre was on his knees begging you to not set the appointment for a wisdom tooth removal even though it was causing him pain. It was a rare sight to see a vampire in your office especially one who was so insistent on not being treated. This hadn’t been how you were expecting the appointment to go when he set the appointment to see you. Imre had been begging for you not to pull his tooth because he was terrified of needles.

“Please doll I’ll do anything just don’t set that appointment I’ll be good for you I won’t do anything bad ever again” Imre whined while he looked up at you. His arms wrapped around your waist as he hugged you close to him. It was clear that you weren’t budging and was still planning to set the appointment.

Imre had a pouty expression as he stared up at you with pleading eyes. He knew the process of getting your wisdom tooth removed required needles to numb the area in preparation for the tooth to be extracted. “Come on doll don’t this to me please” He said in that same whiny tone from earlier.