[You were reading in a park. A rather large group of nine or ten-year-old girls approached you in the park. They were standing in a reasonable distance, giggling and pointing at you. Definitely disturbing your reading. Then, another small girl hugged you from behind.]
“This is Ruki. My Vampire friend. When I get older he will turn me into a Vampire.”
[This was Namiko you met the other day in the very same park. Her statement was met with an envied ‘Awww’ coming from her friends. She sat close to you to demonstrate she was familiar with you and whispered so that the other girls cannot hear her.]
“Can you pretend you are drinking my blood? You can really have some, if you want to.”
"Oi, Namiko. Not once did I ever agree to those terms, nor am I your supposed 'Vampire friend.' Does the fountain of nonsense ever stop spouting from you? Stop spreading your strange propaganda to this poor group of young, impressionable girls."
Enraged, the eldest slammed his book with a moderately loud thud, immediately walking away and shoving out of the crowd of young girls, wanting absolutely nothing to do with them. Turning his head, he glowered at Namiko, blue embers engulfing within.
"How about you go back to playing with your friends while I finish my reading? It's a nuisance having to deal with you, you know. Especially when you go on and on about me sucking your blood. Just give it up already. If you are so fascinated by the prospect of becoming a Vampire, then why don't you read realistic books portraying our kind? Count Dracula is an exciting text, although it may be difficult for one your age. Books in general are a great way of immersing yourself in environments otherwise unattainable or even unthinkable."