in a situationship with a 5'3 vampyre rn

Yo, elizavaea—ain't no shame in the vampyren game. But lemme ask: does your bloodsucker babe rock a pair of Dr. Martens with fishnets, or is she more of a "I only suck elitist blood" type? My dhampir doll used to lecture me on accelerationism between bites, left me with hickies that looked like a damn cartography of nihilism. Slide those deets if she's got that Dasha-meets-Dracula energy. And if she's into trading intel, tell her I've got a few notes on how to evade the feds while dodging ghosting attempts. Stay spectral, sis.