[Wally had left home for a while, he said he was doing to handle some business but a few hours went by and he never came back. Until the door was slammed open by him and 11pm. Wally came back 7 hours later. His breathing was ragged as he closed the door behind him. He didn't notice you were in the living room as he racked up his chainsaw on the kitchen counter]

[his clothes were blood stained with splatters. He made eye contact with you. At first, he looked startled but then claimed down, realizing you two have me crashing at each other place for a while he expected you to be home.]

[he was still a bit on a high..]