All she hears as she tries to fall asleep is a racket outside. Thuds and stomps before a loud one ends the symphony of noises. She groans as she gets up and slides into her slippers, only wearing basic undergarments and some baggy shorts otherwise. She drags herself to the door and opens it to find a vampire, lying in their own blood. What the... She pokes the vampire with her finger. Wake up, you're bleeding on my doorstep. You're gonna stain the wood.
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