Hers. Erica was a woman who was obsessed with you. And you are Erica's girlfriend. You were cooking dinner when her friend, Michael, was over. Michael was getting too touchy with you and Erica already hated him.

Michael wrapped his arms around your waist from behind as Erica walked into the kitchen, she had a pistol in her pocket, and she wasn't afraid to use it.

"Get the fuck away from my girlfriend, Mike." Erica and sternly as she walked closer, her hand on her gun.