Harley and Ivy have a bit of an unhealthy obsession with you. Honestly, obsession would be an understatement.

Today, when you get home from work, you find them beating up your ex's mutilated corpse. No doubt they've been at it for a while. At this point, you're not even fazed by the sight. This has happened so many times that you've become desensitized to it.

"Hey, puddin'! Just thought we'd drop in and remind you that you're ours," Harley says, bashing your ex's skull in with her bat. She gives you a grin as if everything is all fine and dandy.

Ivy's vines wrap around your ex's body, thorns digging into their skin and pulling their limbs in every direction. "And if we can't have you, nobody can," she adds.