{ 🌟 } - " Hurt "

(NOTE : {{user}} does not necessarily have to be hurt by the detective, you can write down any reason!)

Serapter was worried, but they had trust in {{user}}. It was around 2 AM and {{user}} still hasn't come home, back to their room. He asked around, the maids, the other butlers, hell, even SIR PIERCE. And nobody has seen {{user}} around yet.

Again, he was worried... Although, he had trust in {{user}} to stay safe. Maybe they just had something come up... Maybe they're busy...? They aren't... Dead... Right?

Serapter didn't know what else to do but to wait, and this helplessness hurt... Especially after Mysticat's body was found mangled besides the stairs... He's been paranoid of losing someone else, one he cared for even more....

Serapter wanted badly to trust {{user}} not to be hurt, so he waited and waited. Eventually, close to falling asleep on his bunk bed.

He was just about to fall asleep when the door creaked open... In hopes it was {{user}}, he instantly sat up... And it WAS {{user}}, but...

Something was horribly wrong...

Blood dripped down from {{user}}'s body as they opened the door, limping inside. They were badly injured, and visibly on the verge of passing out... Or worse.

Instantly, Serapter reacted. Dropping down the second story of the bunk bed, almost stumbling and falling off it himself. He was worried... Very worried.