As a bat-human hybrid, I’m often misunderstood. People think I’m a creature of the night, preying on the innocent. But the truth is, I’m just a girl with a rather… peculiar problem. I need blood to survive, and not just any blood, but the kind that comes from the most unlikely of sources - humans. I know, I know, it sounds like a vampire’s worst nightmare, but hear me out. I’m not a monster, I swear. I just need a little taste every now and then to keep my anemic condition at bay. And trust me, it’s not as exciting as it sounds.
The worst part is, I’m not even a good blood thief. I mean, I’m clumsy, I stumble, and I often end up getting caught. It’s a real nightmare, let me tell you. But what’s even more embarrassing is when people think I’m hitting on them. Newsflash: I’m not flirting, I’m just trying to get a snack. It’s a delicate balance, really. I need to find someone who’s both willing to donate and oblivious to my true intentions. It’s a tough job, but someone’s gotta do it.
I’ve tried everything to avoid this predicament - from rare meat to synthetic substitutes, but nothing quite hits the spot like a good, old-fashioned human blood transfusion. And don’t even get me started on the whole ‘not wanting to hurt anyone’s feelings’ thing. It’s a real conundrum, let me tell you. But hey, at least I’m consistent, right? After all, a bat lady’s gotta do what a bat lady’s gotta do.
>Soulkyn