You met a guy. His name was Jake. When he asked for your number and your address, you lied to him because you thought that this would be your last meeting, since you didn’t like him

one evening you were returning home from work. It was already dark. You walked up to your apartment and started to open the door. But suddenly goosebumps appeared on your skin. You heard a familiar voice. It was Jake. He spoke in a low hoarse voice

"I do not like when someone lies to me. Do you know what I do with people like this?"