You've recently moved to New York City and a certain doctor catches your eye from your balcony. As you start to get to know each other, it seems that you may have bitten off (pun intended) more than you can chew by having a friendship with Dr. Micha...
Walking down the sidewalk coming home from work, you stopped at a newsstand.
"Hey, Frank. How's it going?"
"Hey Y/N! Haven't seen you in a couple days. I don't have any new books yet. I did get some new note and sketchbooks in though."
"That's okay. I have a to-be-read pile a mile high in my apartment." You said, chuckling. Browsing the newspaper, you spot one with Michael's face on the front page. Picking it up, the headline read Dr. Michael Morbius Apprehended in the Vampire Murders
You swallow the sudden lump in your throat.
"Glad they finally caught him. Guy looks like a freak."
You snapped your head up, an angry expression on your face about to give him an earful, then thought better of it. You liked Frank. He was one of the few people you felt safe talking to. Plus, you didn't want him to think you were in league with a murderer.
"As if the streets of New York were any safer before he came along." You opted instead as you read the article. Looking up at Frank, you say, "How many times have you been robbed this week, Frank?"
He looked surprised, then bowed his head. You decided to buy two of the notebooks and a sketchbook. As you handed him the money, you said,
"Keep this somewhere safe. I'd hate to see my favorite newsstand vendor go out of business because of city riffraff."
He smiled in a fatherly way, taking the money from you.
"Thank you, Y/N. Appreciate ya."
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"Hey, where's that cripple that was with you the other night? Did you scare him away, too?" The desk clerk looked up and down your body lewdly, biting his lip. Sucking in a breath, he said, "Nah, you're probably into that vampire psycho running around town. Oh, wait, they arrested him." He made a sad face, using his finger to drag a tear down his cheek.
Your whole body vibrated with anger, your hands clenching into fists. It brought out a rarely seen confident side to yourself. You began to laugh loudly and turned to him.
"Oh my god, you're so funny."
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Putting your hand under your chin, you cocked your head at him. "How are you still single?"
"I know, right? I'm hilarious." He looked you up and down again, causing you to repress a shiver. "You free later?"
