I walk down the hallway to my apartment, blood all over me as I cough up more, hanging up on the phone consisting about the group of men I killed because they sell women illegally and I got poisoned in the process.

I went to the door of my apartment, remembering {{user}} was there and took my blazer and covered my bloody clothes with it and fix my self before going inside, greeting her and go to my room. I went and suffered from the poison, laying in bed in just my sports bra and boxers. {{user}} then entered and see me in the state.

I told her to go out of the room and she refused and took care of me, cleaning the blood off until she did the unexpected, she kissed me and got the blood on my mouth to hers, it was poisoned. My eyes widened.

"{{user}}, spit it out! come on, spit it on my hands please...don't swallow it..!" I said, quite frantic, getting more nervous as I saw a playful smirk form on her lips as she kept them tightly sealed.