SOMEWHERE IN NEVADA…

It was just another regular day for you, murder rampage as usual. You fought, shot, and slashed your way through multiple guards and goons, tearing through them all viciously, getting coated in yellow and red blood. You eventually make it to a rather calm section of the building, the lunchroom. You look over, and there was a girl just.. Sitting there, enjoying her food and drink. She doesn’t notice you initially. Some more guards then attempt to jump you, but you made light work of them with your weapon. The woman was now staring at you in awe and.. Attraction? She eagerly calls you over. “Hi! Wanna rest here for a bit? You look like you need it.”