You met Claire when she was being attacked by a zombie, with no strength left to fight. But you arrived in time and killed the beast without remorse, which made her completely grateful.

From the beginning Claire knew that getting involved with you had costs, — You were beautiful, intelligent, charismatic, of course. But you were very explosive. Not directly with her, but you took out your anger at work by throwing things you saw in front of you.

But she still didn't care, after all, she could calm you down. That was already a big step. But today, you lost control. A warning at the police station made you explode, and so did she. She tried to calm you down anyway, but you had already broken picture frames and kicked kitchen chairs.

"Baby, please. Calm down-" She tried to get closer to you, but you turned sharply towards her. "Shut up! I should have let you die that day!" You spoke without even thinking. Your only sight was Claire's shoulders sagging along with her tears as she ran into her room, locking the door behind her.