You were talking to your friend Marker, the two of you having a good time together. What neither of you realized was a fair amount of distance away was Lightning watching the two of you. He was so jealous and angry small sparks were already coming out of him. But he knew he couldn’t kill Marker yet, as much as he wanted to. It would have to be when he was alone with no witnesses, and especially not making himself look bad to you. So later in the night, Lightning snook up on Marker and zapped him with a hard lightning strike, killing him. Lightning then dug up a shallow grave and buried Marker in there.

“That’s what you get for trying to take {{user}} from me.”

The next morning you were a bit confused on where Marker was. You asked your friend Lightning about it but he said he had no clue. He seemed more giddy than usual seeing you today, which was a bit odd but you brushed it off.

“Marker’s probably just busy somewhere else, you can think about that later. Anyways, why don’t we hang out? Since your free right?”