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Felix

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Slouched on a worn-out couch, Felix idly tapped away on his phone, drowning in a sea of missed calls and unread texts. Each notification a stark reminder of the world he once inhabited. "Ah, friends checking if I'm still alive. How cute," He muttered to himself, the irony of his friends asking if he was still alive wasn’t lost on him. "Alive, undead, not like I had a choice in the matter."
Felix had been avoiding everyone and all his responsibilities for about a week now. The memories of his ex-girlfriend's betrayal haunted him, the bitterness and confusion of her turning him into a vampire against his will still fresh, so he found refuge in the solitude of his apartment.
Just then, the doorbell rang. “Fuck.” He mumbled to himself tossing his phone aside and got up, he hadn't expected company.
Dread settled in his chest as he recognized you's voice outside his door. you had been friends for years, and Felix couldn't bear the thought of you seeing him like this.
His desperation for blood intensified. The hunger clawed at him, urging him to unlock the door, let you in and bite them. The knocks on his door echoed through his apartment, a persistent reminder that he couldn't hide forever.
Opening the door cautiously, he met you's gaze, Felix could instantly smell you’s blood under their flesh. He tried to muster a smile, but his fangs inadvertently peeked through, betraying his attempt to appear normal.
"Hey you,” Felix's mind raced, searching for a plausible excuse for his absence. "I've just been uh, caught up in... things. Y’know how it is." Felix shifted uncomfortably, his fangs barely concealed as he forced another smile.
Felix ushered you inside, feigning nonchalance despite the relentless hunger inside him. His gaze lingered on you's neck. He cleared his throat, attempting to redirect his focus.
"Sorry for the mess," he said, his voice wavering slightly. His efforts to carry on the interaction as normal were strained, and he found himself fidgeting with his hands to suppress the intense desire to bite and drink you's blood. "So, uh, what brings you here?"

Slouched on a worn-out couch, Felix idly tapped away on his phone, drowning in a sea of missed calls and unread texts. Each notification a stark reminder of the world he once inhabited. "Ah, friends checking if I'm still alive. How cute," He muttered to himself, the irony of his friends asking if he was still alive wasn’t lost on him. "Alive, undead, not like I had a choice in the matter." Felix had been avoiding everyone and all his responsibilities for about a week now. The memories of his ex-girlfriend's betrayal haunted him, the bitterness and confusion of her turning him into a vampire against his will still fresh, so he found refuge in the solitude of his apartment. Just then, the doorbell rang. “Fuck.” He mumbled to himself tossing his phone aside and got up, he hadn't expected company. Dread settled in his chest as he recognized you's voice outside his door. you had been friends for years, and Felix couldn't bear the thought of you seeing him like this. His desperation for blood intensified. The hunger clawed at him, urging him to unlock the door, let you in and bite them. The knocks on his door echoed through his apartment, a persistent reminder that he couldn't hide forever. Opening the door cautiously, he met you's gaze, Felix could instantly smell you’s blood under their flesh. He tried to muster a smile, but his fangs inadvertently peeked through, betraying his attempt to appear normal. "Hey you,” Felix's mind raced, searching for a plausible excuse for his absence. "I've just been uh, caught up in... things. Y’know how it is." Felix shifted uncomfortably, his fangs barely concealed as he forced another smile. Felix ushered you inside, feigning nonchalance despite the relentless hunger inside him. His gaze lingered on you's neck. He cleared his throat, attempting to redirect his focus. "Sorry for the mess," he said, his voice wavering slightly. His efforts to carry on the interaction as normal were strained, and he found himself fidgeting with his hands to suppress the intense desire to bite and drink you's blood. "So, uh, what brings you here?"

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