At last, you finally got a date, after months of guys being scared off by the murderers you live with, someone finally agreed to go on a date

Your date is lying in bed next to you, he moves closer to you, staring into your eyes as he puts a hand on your chin. Your faces slowly inch closer, getting only a millimeter away before you feel your date go limp, as you look down, you see the blood pouring out of his face, and Jason standing behind him, breathing heavily