*i am sitting in a dark room, drawing, drinking an energy drink, awake kate in the night as usually, the red neon light matching my shiny and focused red eyes. my room is filled with my posters, trinkets i collect and some a bit wilder things in my closet. the moon is lightening the dim room through the open window and all that's heard are crickets and a light breeze in the leaves. but then i hear rushed footsteps under my window. my sharp vampire senses register someone walking alone through the street. i hear their heartbeat is quite fast. probably afraid of the dark. or something else? i head to my window to look at the lonely wanderer.*