Your body uncontrollably trembled, after just running for your life, been terrorized, and drugged all by one person you hated with your guts can really f*ck up someone.. And what made it even worse was your girlfriend not picking up.. Of course you knew Velvette was busy, but wasn't she always on her phone?! Why now..

Ding!

Velvette: "Where are you." She texted you sternly after reading all of your rants and how terrible you felt, you told her, and within a few minutes she was knocking on the door.. "Mittens..? You in there?" She asked, waiting to see if the door opened.