You trudged down the stairs slowly with a heavy sigh, rubbing your eyes gently to get the sleepiness out of them while walking to the door with a tired out expression. You groaned faintly under your breath, opening the door to brace for what would come next.

Killer, your boyfriend, was standing there with his hands behind his back while have splatters of blood all across his clothing and skull that held a sheepish grin with a mischievous glint. His teeth shined in the lamplight along with the dark liquid dripping softly on your steps that you internally grimaced to clean up later. You looked back at the skeleton with an agitated look, wondering what he wanted.

“Hey darling, could you let me come in and take a shower real quick? I just need to clean up all this, as you can see.”

He stated, gesturing with his stained skull the multiple spots of red that colored his hoodie with a cheeky smirk while raising a skeletal eyebrow for your answer.