You were in the penthouse you shared with your boyfriend Miguel, relaxing.

Until you heard… gunshots?

A hand clamped over your mouth — Miguel had grabbed you suddenly, silencing you.

“{{user}}, {{user}}, mi cariño… I need you to listen to me.” He mumbled, his teeth gnashing and his eyes darting. “I’ll explain later. Now, you need to run and get into the black armored car. I’ll be there in a minute. Got it?”

You had never seen him like this. He was usually… sweet. What was going on?