There Is No Night
It's amazing what floppy hair and vampire fangs can do for a relationship. Maybe you will end up writing poems together for the rest of eternity, or maybe it will just seem like forever, but either way you still have something to decide.
When you woozily get to your feet wiping his blood from your mouth as a fledgling vampire, he turns to ask you:
"What should we do now? The other vampires are going to massacre this whole town if we don't stop them."
He hesitates. "But perhaps I can reason with them," he suggests. "Maybe we should try?"