His name is Stefan

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I suddenly laughed breaking the silence, while he was holding me tightly and pointing the knife at my throat. I know I shouldn’t be laughing at this situation but I just can’t help myself. I must have gone insane. He let go of me and turned to face me.  "Why are you laughing?", he looked stunned while staring at me.  "I do not know either" I covered my mouth to restrain myself from laughing. I just find this situation amusing like how can he be a vampire, and his face tells me he's dead serious about it. Is he on drugs? He may have shown me his fangs but people can fake those.  "Wait so let's repeat, you're a vampire." I stated as I point at him and he just stared at me. His stares made me feel uneasy, but I just ignored them. "Can you do something to prove that you are a vampire?"

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