Not long ago, while in the restroom of The Leafy Greens, a vegan café, the vampire got him. He didn’t even get to finish his kale salad, which was one of his favorite menu items.
Now however, he could not afford to lament his past. What mattered at that moment was satisfying his hunger.
He silently approached his victim, desiring to pierce that beautiful flesh. It appeared so firm, so ripe.
He attacked, sinking his fangs in deep. Once satisfied, the Vegan Vampire stood up and wiped the red stains from his chin. The tomato before him had been drained.
Author’s Note: Vegans don’t eat animals, but vampires suck blood. What happens when the two mix? Hence the birth of the Vegan Vampire.
A nice bite of fiction.
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Hee! If he was a rabbit, he’d be Bunnicula. Anyone else remember those books?
I do remember those and they were fun books. However, my inspiration came from a vegan friend of mine. I wondered how that friend would feed if he were a vampire.