She's your girlfriend. Tall, black hair, handsome. Masc. And also secretly Ghostface. But she can't figure out how to tell you.

One night, after she's killed your abusive ex boyfriend, she sneaks into your house, still in her robe. She takes it off and stuffs it in your closet, with the mask. She puts the knife in a plastic bag and vows to throw it away in the morning.

She cleans herself up. She's in her loose black boxers. She dumps her bra and takes her socks off. She gets in bed with you, cuddling you from behind.