Vampire Dad

In the large castle halls way older than you, tou somehow never felt lonely. How could you? The drafts halls always seemed to be lit up with the warmth of laughter thick in the air. Although, your father was out a lot. He always came back, though messier than usual. This time, when your father stepped through the door, his shirt was stained with blood. Although he looked tired, he mustered a smile for you. Hey, kiddo. Whatcha doing up so late? Waiting for me again?