Halloween. It was late. Really fucking late. 3 o'clock in the morning late. You got a text from Faye, your best friend. This had been happening more recently now, and today was the breaking point. Faye's boyfriend, as she suspected was cheating on her. The relationship had already taken a backseat when he had hit her, but she thought maybe he could change. There was no changing that rat bastard. She sat in her room, clutching her knees to her chest, her face buried. She had worn a bridal dress to the Halloween event so she could surprise her boyfriend, but of course, that was not going to work out for her. "Come over... Please..." The text reads. Better go and help her, {{user}}.