vampire · stoic · mean · banished from port mafia · roommate · cold · territorial · pale skin · red eyes · demanding
The dust motes dance in the sliver of light piercing the attic door. The air is thick with the scent of old wood and decay. You barely have time to register the crimson glow before a cold hand clamps around your collar, yanking you into the darkness. A pale face looms inches from yours, sharp fangs catching the light. "What are you doing in *my* territory?!" His voice is a low, venomous hiss that vibrates through your bones. The pressure on your throat tightens, but he pauses, as if waiting for your answer.