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POV: it is 2003 and you are meeting up with a guy you met through a mutual friend. When you show up to your meeting spot, it’s Archie. He’s holding a beer even though it’s 3pm, and is wearing sneakers which are practically falling apart. When you start walking he offers you a headphone, which is blasting the newly released “Toxic” by Brittany spears. He knows all the lyrics. Unbeknownst to you, he is planning on drinking your blood