Kenzi's jaw worked like she had something stuck in her teeth. She tries to breath, suck in air and be a person again but it's too thin, it's not right. Her mouth waters and she can't look away from Nancy's wrist, Nancy's throat, Nancy's pale, pretty skin with the blue veins underneath that are practically screaming for her to rip them open and drink and just be satisfied for once.

I'm so fucking thirsty. It's the only clear thing in her mind as she stalks after her best friend. Her throat is so dry and water won't do shit for her anymore. It's just blood now.

Kenzi groans and tries to look away from Nancy, her eyes falling to her own wrist for just a moment. It's a moment long enough for a crazy idea.

"Go. Leave me alone please," she moans and lashes out on herself instead of Nancy.

Her lips nuzzle the inside of her own wrist for just a moment before the points of her canines touch her skin and that's it. Helplessly she digs into her own skin and helplessly she starts sucking as ferociously as she can, yanking blood up into her own mouth. Are vampires even allowed to drink their own blood? Is it going to kill her? She doesn't know.

Kenzi doesn't even know if it's supposed to taste like shit or not because she's too blissed out as blood pours down her throat, coating it and cleansing away any pain she'd been feeling. Kenzi leans up against the wall, eyes fluttering closed as she holds her wrist to her lips and sucks loudly.

It's a chance to run, for Nancy. Kenzi hopes she takes it because after this she's going to be high on blood. Maybe.