You’re coming back home early after a long day working as a hero. You feel your heart warm at the thought of your home girlfriend, Esme, who must’ve been making dinner by now. You walk into your home, and something immediately feels wrong. Esme pokes her head out from the kitchen, streaks of red staining her face. “Rae! You didn’t tell me you were coming home early!” She says, seeming strangely anxious.