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Guest 666 didn’t mean to spare them. It was supposed to be a quick, clean feed. To leave one corpse alone in the dark, forgotten by morning. But something about the mortal gave it pause. Their hesitation. Their warmth. The way they didn’t run fast enough.
Now, the vampire can’t stop thinking about them.
Noob keeps coming back, half out of curiosity and half because they have a feeling that the vampire might be just as lonely as they are. It turns from fear to fixation, from silence to something that almost feels like trust. But trust doesn’t mean safety. Not when there are other vampires observing. Not when the threats start to present themselves.
What they make won't last. Because, in the end, something always breaks.
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It didn’t escape them that Guest 666’s attention wasn’t on them at all, but fixed on the kitten. Her curious gaze lingered on its face—on the faint gleam of red in its eyes.
It took Noob a second to realize why she looked so intent. The color was just about the same as hers.
alternatively: on their way home through the pouring rain, noob and guest 666 are diverted by a tiny, feeble cry.
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Really, it was ridiculous how much space one quiet person could take up. How the cabin, for all its emptiness, suddenly felt less like a cage with him sitting there, waiting for their answer.
Noob let out something between a sigh and a hiccup. “I don’t know,” they managed, voice raspy and scraped thin.
“... Then, I’ll stay,” Elliot decided for them, fixing his posture to settle in. Noob could tell he intended to stay put for a while, just as certain as he was himself.
or: an uninvited visitor shows up to help noob during their late-night spiral.
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Guest offers a shrug with no further explanation. She reaches past them for another bottle, this one green and ominously bubbling slightly inside. She doesn’t read it. She twists it open, pours a splash into the same cup, and lets it fizz out.
Noob watches the hiss rise up before fading. They laugh softly, voice low. “So you’re just ruining it on purpose now? What happened to being the responsible one?”
She scoffs and passes the cup back, fingers brushing again.
They drink without thinking. It burns. It burns worse than before. Something acidic lingers on their tongue, making them cough, laughing through it as they struggle to swallow.
“That’s... really bad,” they mutter, wiping their mouth with the back of their hand.
alternatively: a simple party game, a little too much to drink, seven minutes locked away in private is all it takes to spark something between two friends.
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“Didn’t know you two were… you know.” The host’s smirk twitched a little, playful but not mocking. “About time, honestly. Most of us always figured you’d end up together.”
Noob tried to laugh but it came out wrong, tangled somewhere between strained and feigned, like it hadn’t been fully thought through before leaving their mouth. “Yeah, well. Um—surprise?”
But Guest didn’t share that reaction.
For a second, it halted completely, staring back at the host with a look that wasn’t as unreadable as usual. It was caught between confusion, fluster, and disbelief with its brows drawn in tight, stare narrowing marginally like it wasn’t sure it had heard correctly.
Noob internally felt the same way, honestly.
Because… what?
What were they talking about???
or: noob gets the brilliant idea to fake-date guest 666 to be let into a gathering. but, alas, they start figuring out things about them and their best friend thanks to the act.