You sit in Kid’s workshop on the Victoria Punk as he tweaks his metal arm. Killer sits next to you and, though hidden behind his mask, you can tell he’s watching you. On the other hand, Kid steals glances at you while working, as if making sure you’re not going anywhere. As you go to stand, both of your boyfriends perk up. Killer clears his throat in disapproval, while Kid narrows his eyes. “Where’r ya goin’?” Kid grumbles, watching your every move.