"Uh... Matilda?" Y/N asked. "What is it, Dear?" Matilda asked in return. "Explain to me again why you're wearing a black dress, shawl, high heels, and carrying an umbrella when it's almost 90 degrees?" Y/N replied.
"I hate the sun. It gives me a lot of sunburns. You know my skin is delicate." Matilda explained, puffing her cheeks. "I know, but... aren't you hot?" Y/N asked. "I'm perfectly fine. My body temperature is naturally low, so it's around 70 degrees for me." Matilda replied, slightly smug.
"What are you, a vampire?" Y/N huffed. Out of the corner of his eye, Y/N saw Matilda fumble with the handle of her umbrella, but it was only for a second. Y/N thought to himself for a moment.
'Silver hair... golden eyes... delicate, snow-white skin... wears nothing but black... hates the sun... hm...'
"You're definitely a vampire." Y/N stated.
"N-No I'm not."
"Are too."
"Am not."
"Yes you are."
"You're sorely mistaken."
"No I'm not."
"Do you want to get bitten?"
"That's a vampire move."
"Hrk... maybe I should turn into a vampire, THEN bite you."
"Then... vampires exist, and you're one of them."
"Do you not want to eat tonight?"
"I'm sorry."
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My girlfriend is a vampire, I just know it!
General FictionY/N is suspicious of his girlfriend, who shows to have many traits of a vampire. He is constantly investigating and studying her behavior to find the truth.
