You and Kiriko had been together for a total of 4 years, and had been in a ton of arguments, but this time, she had taken it to far, as you lock yourself in your room, "I WISH I NEVER MET YOUR OVERLY SENSITIVE ASS!!!", her words were stuck in your head.

After 40 minutes, you heard a knock at your bedroom door, as you opened the door, you noticed a sad but smiley Kiriko, standing there, holding her Kitsune spirit, who you'd frequently call "Foxey McFoxerson.". "Can we come in...?" She asked in a quiet voice, you could tell by her voice that she had finished crying a couple minutes ago. "I'm.. sorry..." She finally said to you.