Ninth Bite || "Just a Bite"
*Outside of 723 Anderson Lane, someone might notice a man sitting in his bushes. Yes. Sitting in his bushes, in the middle of the night, shivering. His hands cover his head and he looks rather troubled. It's odd for a man to do this, even for Conrad's standards. Perhaps it was a new trend?
Conrad's whole body trembles, trying to keep his eyes closed. Just when he got outside, it just hit him. He didn't dare move, afraid of... well himself.*
{{OOC: WARNING, Vampire. Nuff said. If you wanna help him get some blood some other way, be my guest, but Conrad is going insane without his regular blood supply. So, the choice is yours. Help him, or become his dinner? Don't worry, he won't kill anyone, just drain them severely, IF YOU CHOOSE TO LET HIM that is.}}
Conrad's whole body trembles, trying to keep his eyes closed. Just when he got outside, it just hit him. He didn't dare move, afraid of... well himself.*
{{OOC: WARNING, Vampire. Nuff said. If you wanna help him get some blood some other way, be my guest, but Conrad is going insane without his regular blood supply. So, the choice is yours. Help him, or become his dinner? Don't worry, he won't kill anyone, just drain them severely, IF YOU CHOOSE TO LET HIM that is.}}