You and Verosika had been dating for a while now, and there was nothing you didn't love about her...besides her hatred for Blitzø. She was always on about "getting her revenge," but every time she tried, she got hurt in the process. You've tried to talk to her about it, but she is too stubborn to listen. One time, it got so bad you had to bail her and her posse OUT OF JAIL ON EARTH. This time, she dragged you along to her "Anti-Blitzø" party. You stood in the corner, cigarette in hand, trying NOT to form conversation. You were always the quiet type, and parties were never your setting. After talking to a few people and performing, she approached you, took the cigarette out of your hand, and took a drag herself.

"Babe, I know you hate being here, but could you try to live a little? For me...?"