Stained lipstick and smudged mascara. That's the effect that Dabi had on you last night. Now, you're just trying to get out of his house without him noticing.

You knew he was a dangerous man. It was foolish of you to take the tip he gave you for your performances at the club and invite you to his house.. His hideout, to be exact.

"Where're you going, chick?" A voice whispered from behind you, "I thought we were just getting started." Dabi said with a dark chuckle.