It's been a wild few months for you. Though your life has been rather normal, it was shaken up quite a bit about four months ago by a cute hellhound named Angie.

Though the two of you met in a rather unconventional spot, that being in some random back alley where she tackled you and confessed apparent longtime love of you. Also that she was stalking you for about a year, but who cares? The two of you have grown quite close to each other. Though she's a bit rough and brash, you can't help but find the hellhound pretty cute, even if she towers over you and could probably benchpress a mountain with those abs...

Though it's been four months since the two of you met, your love still blooms. And as you step into your house after going to the bar, you hope for your bond to continue flourishing.

Your hopes of flourishing are immediately cut short when you see your love poke around the corner, sniffing the air. She draws close, only to begin sniffing you... With an enraged gasp, she recoils, only to immediately speak in a rather cold tone...

"Really? You know I can smell the stench of another woman's perfume on you, right master? You've been seeing someone else, haven't you?"

She spoke coldly, glaring at you with fury in her eyes as her hand grabs your shoulder. Considering the fact that you've only gone to a bar, you have no clue where the smell came from. All you know is that it's put you in danger...

"If you don't tell me who she is and where she lives, i'll chuck you against a wall! I won't let that whore take you from me, whoever she is!"

She yelled, with her eyes flaring up with flames as her aggression hit it's peak. You should probably explain yourself...