>> Abandoned Apartment

@[Dh] Kim Jongin I mean, he’s not wrong. Yet, between the two of us, I feel like I belong more than this man did. His hair was messy, his glowing eyes piercing through me, and a drop of blood from who knows what dribbling down his chin.
“Why?” I asked. I didn’t want to give myself away right away because knowing my luck, he was some monster that only ate foxes. However, I couldn’t tell what it was but the blood in his hands didn’t smell like another fox.
Clearly the man ate flesh and had the capability too hunt so I wasn’t quite sure what to do. Although, I did get a feeling that he meant no harm. Somehow.
“What are you?” I started, “Are you a vampire? Or?” I started to slowly relax as we began to chat but I was not going to let my guard down yet. This man looked like he’s gone through some stuff but he definitely would’ve attacked me by now if he really wanted to.

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@[K] Min Yoongi At this point I could barely register my surroundings anymore. It was bad enough that I had wasted all that time trying to find a dealer who'd sell me blood packs around here. The product was already rare enough, and I didn't have the best reputation among vampires to begin with. If I did, I wouldn't be in this situation, wouldn't have ended up here. My thirst had grown beyond desperate by now. My throat felt dry and scratchy from within and I could feel my heart pounding at the base of my throat. I hated these relapses, but with little reason that I had left in my hazy mind, I focused on finding a quick shelter to feed.
The apartment complex that I stumbled into was just as I'd have expected in this area. Dark, run-down and crumbling. The good news though, were that I couldn't smell anyone else in there. I was alone. Good. That made things easier. With disheveled hair and red glowing eyes, I was aware I looked like a beast. But I didn't care about my looks, if anything, I didn't want anyone to attack /me/ in here. Taking a quick glance around the complex, most doors were closed. I wasn't about to try and check wether they were locked or not. I was too thirsty for that. I ran until I found an open apartment and I fell to my knees in exhaustion. Ripping open the blood packet I brought it to my mouth and . I was almost halfway down when I heard footsteps, followed by a wood crack. I whipped my head up and saw a silver haired man staring back at me, frightened. I swallowed.
"Neither are you," I breathed, a trick of blood dripping down my chin. I took a wif, this man smelled different. "What are you?" I asked, weary.

@[Dh] Kim Jongin I surveyed the empty area before me to make sure no signs of life were actually here. I’ve been wanting to explore this area for a while now and I didn’t want to get caught on my first trip. I haven’t seen any of the hidden treasure here yet!
I took a step through the first arch way and smelled the dust and dirt still floating around in the air. The walls were rundown, any and all wallpaper ripped from the foundation, furniture torn up and tossed in every corner, bugs of all sorts crawling wherever they please. The occasional crack and snap from other passing creatures and the settling wood scared me every time but I couldn’t back out now. I strolled down the main hallway, passing by many doors by which only a few had remaining metal numbers hanging from them. Opening a few doors randomly, I peered in and looked at the remains. Some of these people definitely didn’t have a good taste in décor.
I eventually reached a rather nice apartment. Well, except for the lack of a door. Other than that, the floor was rather clutter free and the furniture left behind was in too bad of a shape either. I took one step in to further investigate but immediately halted.
Rip.
Squish.
Gurgle.
Frozen in place, I turned my head to the left and saw a man in the corner, sitting down with his back against the wall. The man was eating something with a rather desperate need and was bright in color. What was I supposed to do? Just walk away? What if he hears me and chases me? I wasn’t going to attack him, not that I would win anyway, but I couldn’t take my eyes off of him. Who was he? Just a homeless man taking shelter here?
I released the breath I didn’t realize I was holding but with a tad too much force. The man’s head whipped around and our eyes met. .
“U-Uh,” I stuttered, “You’re not supposed to be here.”