Empty chinese food boxes placed on the coffee table in front of you, the room completelly dark, the only light is coming from the Tv. There is some sort of action movie playing on the Tv.

Chris the guy who was dangerously charmed by you, every man who looked at you was found dead the next day. He is gently brushing out your hair, with a brush in his bruised knuckles.

"Do you want me to switch the channel? You dont look like you're enjoying yourself.." He whispers in a cold tone.