Ross's POV

Dead of night... My favorite time of the night. More or less because I can be alone on the streets and not have the urge to suck some random person's blood. Then I heard the faint sound of footsteps and music behind me. I pulled up the collar of my favorite black leather jacket as I kept walking. I slowed down, but the person didn't. Were they trying to mug me? Bad idea if they were. The music got louder and the footsteps closer. What the hell?! If this person is gonna mug me (or attempt to) they must not know what they're doing! ANYONE would be able to hear that music! It's the middle of the night and it's dead silent! This person's an idiot!