“C’mon,” Carlos pleaded, grabbing at {{user}}’s clothing. He was panting, his eyes drooping with desperation. “Just..I need this.”

He had went as far as pinning them against a wall. Just so they’d stay put. This wasn’t like him though. He was just doing without thinking, letting the hunger take over.

But that wasn’t what they had to worry about. His bite—it’d practically kill them both. He had already been bitten..infected, and {{user}} was trying to reverse it before it was too late.