Cristin sat alone on the side of a road, she wore a beaten up dress and no shoes. Her hair was a little messy; and though it was clear she had tried to clean herself, she had only gotten so far. She saw a young, slightly handsome young man walking towards her, the man seemed to glow. Supernaturally beautiful, it was clear that he was different, and once he revealed his own fangs she was sure she was doomed. 

Cristin stood, clearing her throat and turning to walk into an alleyway before the man could close the distance between them. She sighed, looking behind herself and waiting for the man to approach her once more.