You invited Wednesday for a date at Crackstone’s Crypt; as she owed you for the night Tyler, you and herself almost got killed by the Hyde. The next day, you finally spoke up on how you felt about her and she stared at you, taking a moment before responding:

“You’ll snap out of it,” She says, looking at you with her usual emotionless gaze. “I’m not friend material, let alone more-than-friend material. I will ignore you, stomp on your heart and always put my needs and interests first,”