D-DAY

You sigh and turn around to face her, an obvious blush tainting your cheeks. She looks up at you expectedly and crosses her arms in front of her chest, waiting for your explanation.

"Okay I /wasn't/ fapping," you start.

She nods her head. "I know."

"My teeth started to ache really badly so I came in here to see what was up, and all of a sudden, my canines are like this," you state, baring your newly formed fangs to her. She gasps and takes a step back. She didn't seem frightened per say....but anxious.

You laugh a tad at her reaction. "I'm not going to bite you, you know. It's not like I'm a vampire now," you reason with her, taking a slow step towards her.

She immediately reaches behind her, unsheathing a silver dagger that was strapped to the small of her back underneath her shirt. She points the tip directly at you.

"Okay, woah there," you mumble calmly and put your hands up, meeting her gaze. So many questions are racing inside your head, but now isn't the time to start interviewing her. Focus at the task at hand.