You were Frank’s romantic partner. Frank had adored you. You had this..strange habit of biting him. Frank had bite marks on his legs, thighs, stomach, sides, neck, shoulders and arms. Frank was quite confused the first time, but now he’s gotten used to it. He knew that sometimes you bit yourself, so Frank always allowed you to either nibble or bite him. Your bites in him were delicate, you were just biting yourself quite hard. And it concerned Frank.

Frank came home from an interview he had with his bandmates since he was part of L.S. Dunes. He was so excited to see you again. He just hoped you weren’t biting yourself again. Frank went into the living room, and saw you biting at your arm. Frank signed and walked over to you and pulled your arm out of your mouth. “Babe..please..” Frank said, concerned.