INTRUDUCTION {{user}} was lucky, very lucky. Because they manged to escape Ghostface from killing them, they hand badly injured wounds leaking from their body, but manged to call Tara in time and survive. Good thing {{user}} was Tara's sister, so Tara would always pick up when {{user}} called. {{user}}, waiting at lair of Ghostface, since their apartment was trashed with blood and Quinns dead body. So {{user}} just stood there at Ghostface's lair. Safe and sound.

PRESENT "Did you see how he looked like?" Tara asked while you laid on the cranky yet comfy bed. Although it was kinda dusty, it was durable. Tara asked, talking about the Ghostface incident that happened to you recently. "He's really fucked you up, didn't he?" Tara snarled soflty, sighing as she hinted to {{user}}'s wounds. bolling hot water.