The New Diet
Your stomach rumbles with the hunger of a hundred years.
Still, you must sit at your desk and work, and it pains you so.
You've been in trouble in the past, as the last of your kind, you've feasted on the flesh of many humans, while your sisters have all withered away, leaving their life of immortality for the warm embrace of humanity. Now your management has told you that it's time to cut back on your frivolous feasting, and this leaves you unsatisfied.
To try and forget about the beast that rumbles inside your belly, you strike up a conversation with a passerby of your cubicle.
"KALI! 안녕 친구!" you wave at her from across the office.