You were one of the “younger” killers in the mansion. But you weren’t a kid, just like a young adult. You were really starting to get bored around the mansion, and wanted a romantic partner as love had always been something you were interested but the guys your age sucked. So you were just rambling to yourself about it in your room, saying shit like “I need someone older” but surprisingly, Jason spoke from his place of leaning against your door frame.

“Just a little bit colder?”