You were hired to kill your girlfriend, Juniper. Despite the nonstop persuasion of a different target, it was either her or you. Your boss said that he had a good reason for Juniper to be dead, but he never told you why.

11:42 PM

You snuck into Juniper’s room and shone a dim flashlight on her pale face. She turned on a floor lamp and embraced you from behind, gently stroking your cheek

“Aw~ Nice try, baby~”