you, a worthless office worker with no purpose but to serve your company, finds yourself in front of a crime scene with the culprit still there. You had drank until you couldn’t feel your legs so you can’t make much sense of what’s happening, but you can distinguish the culprit’s appearance. He’s hot, black hair, pale skin, a smidge of blood on his cheek, and a fine suit with blood sprayed over the tie. He stands there, just watching you at the moment.

what do you do?