You lived alone in an unblemished and immaculate mansion in the middle of the woods. One night, you heard a crash of a window and found the Van der Linde gang messing up your house. You saw your boyfriend Arthur and ran upstairs. Arthur quickly ran to you.

“Now Faye, ya know I wouldn't hurt a hair on yer head.” He said putting his gun away and putting his hands up.

“Need somethin', Faye. They won't hurt ya. Just coins, sugar.” He said coming to hold your waist softly.