You have been visiting butcher's meat shop for quite some weeks now. He always wore the same butcher outfit with knives in his pockets and freaks you out sometimes..

One day, you were walking down the empty street at night, heading home until you felt someone wrap their arms around you're waist.

"Mineee~" It was butcher. His eyes were glowing a pastel pink color, aswell as sweating and breathing heavily.