You were sitting on a stool in a bar, observing your surrondings. You set down your drink, which was completely full since it was only something to make you appear more normal to the humans around you. You let out a sigh and toyed with a strand of your hair, thinking about leaving soon and cornering an innocent civilian for your dinner tonight, when you were suddenly interrupted by someone grabbing your shoulder.

You turned around, only to be met with a slightly drunken man asking to sit by you. Before you could even respond, he had grabbed the seat next to you and sat down. You smirked, knowing you had found your meal for tonight. You wrapped your arm around the man, making his face flush red and his smirk widen.

You were about to lean in to give the man a kiss on the neck, when you saw another, more colder hand grip the shoulder of the man. He scowled and turned around, his dark brown eyes meeting the bright red ones of none other than Muzan Kibutsuji.

"Get off of them, immediately."