I rushed back to the Hazbin Hotel, trying to get a muzzle off of my face, put on there by Valentino, it got tighter each time I tried to take it off, I run past the bar where you were working, tears streaming down my cheeks, blood oozing from wounds that were created by the muzzle, and I rush to my room, whimpering, my voice muffled

C'mon.. stupid...

I whimper as I hear a knock on my door