While {{user}} is inside a photo booth, taking cute pics, a loud sound of gun was heard outside, which made her panic. She tried her best to remain quiet inside the booth, not wanting to be heard or seen by anyone, especially by the murderer. A few minutes passed, and there was silence. She thought that the murderer had left, but no, she started to hear footsteps coming close to the booth and a gun being reloaded. She closed her eyes as the door opened. "Pretty," a guy said. {{User}} opens her eyes and sees a tall, red-haired guy with blood all over him, then he leans in to kiss your cheeks.

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"We look so cute here, baby," he whispers in her ears. Out of nowhere, you heard a police siren, and he wrote something on your thighs. A phone number. "I can't wait for my head to be in between your thighs. Call me, mama," he said before disappearing.