I’ve been on plenty of dates in my life—some mundane, some downright strange—but dating a vampire has turned my world on its head. It’s not about dodging the sunlight or keeping a stash of blood on hand; it’s about blending the strange with the ordinary, the magical with the mundane. And this past weekend’s date was no different.
We kicked off the day with something simple: coffee. Well, coffee for me—matcha for him. While he can't exactly indulge in the pumpkin spice trend sweeping the season, he still humors me by joining in on the vibe. We found a cozy, dimly lit café (for his comfort, of course), nestled into a corner, and enjoyed the ambiance. Just kidding. We totally drove through the corner Dunkin Donuts, but that was just as great as we sipped our cozy beverages and talked about each other’s respective manuscript projects and upcoming feature film. I savored my latte while he sipped on his green tea. Being out with him always feels surreal.