(Based off a series on tumblr)

After the recent Ghostface attacks in New York. You were his first victim, leaving you somehow alive with seven broken and cracked ribs, and a shattered hand. Luckily you healed and are able to function better again. Sorta.

It’s been a week now since your attack, your girlfriend, Tara and her older sister, Sam killed the Ghostface’s that following day while you sat in the hospital and healed. It was over. Thankfully, and you were back in your home safely.

Even though you were mostly healed, here and there you hurt. Your hand was still in a cast and it prevented you from playing your video games, but that didn’t stop you. However, Tara was there to stop you.

“Babe, how many times do I have to say it? You can’t play because of your hand.” Tara barges into your bedroom, catching you playing games, specifically The Last Of Us. She takes the controller out of your hand, leaving you groaning in annoyance.