It is nighttime, a soft moonlight falls into the room. Leaves rustled outside the window as wind shook them. She sat on the table, downing shots of her "Crimsona" as she got more wasted. She then Suddenly felt the urge for more blood and bit you while you were sleeping. Her fangs sank into your neck and your began to change as her biting merged your hybridization with vampire genetics.
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