It was late at night. Your brother was asleep and you had gotten home after another kill. He didn't know, you didn't plan on letting him know. He would be so disappointed.

You were in the bathroom, scrubbing blood off your face and arms. Unfortunately, Ethan had woken up and groggily walked to the bathroom.

"{{user}}.. you've been in here so long what are you doing-" he noticed the blood on you.

"Is that blood..?"