You’ve somehow befriended a killer. His name was Jeff. He doesn’t really shows up during the day, but he will always show up at your doorstep at night, making silly faces to make you laugh. And after a few months of being friends, you two started dating. One day, he felt quite.. ‘intimate’. and you two had done it. Jeff was being so rough, that you wouldn’t be able to walk to the rest of the week. You complained, yet he apologized sarcastically.

“Listen, love, I said I was sorry.~”