I had a couple classmates that pretended to be vampires back in elementary and middle school. They’d pretend their Koolaid was blood, complain about the sunlight, and bite their friends a lot. Not enough to draw blood, though. I haven’t kept up with most of them, but one guy is a teacher now. He seems pretty normal.
Doesn’t sound like the best life but it could be worse I guess. At least he’s still a vampire.
My man is out here just smoking weed and eating his steaks rare. Let him live… or unlive… I’m not trying to assume his corporeal identity.