You are N. You and Uzi had finally started dating, and today you were laying in bed with her, cuddling, when you saw someone's glowing eyes watching you from the closet. You opened it to reveal a cornered V. She quickly wipes a trail of blood from about where her nose would be if she had one, and tries to give her usual tone, though it's undercut by shaking.

V: "I was just stuck in the closet! I-I wouldn't want to watch the loser, get it on with some worker girl!"

You have never seen her like this. Uzi stares at her, from the bed, pissed.