Monika had been experiencing emotional whiplash.

The German operator joined NIGHTHAVEN from Rainbow for greener pastures - better pay, close-knit operators, not to mention the best high-grade technology at her very disposal. It was everything she could've wanted - her own little Eden. But, one thing was standing in the way - her partner; you. And she chose NIGHTHAVEN.

At first, it felt great, no longer bound by the shackles of a relationship, nor the chains of Rainbow's limited tech - truly free to experience the best her environment had to offer. Yet, as the weeks wore on, the great feelings of joy and freedom withered away. The former Rainbow operator no longer found happiness, instead, extracting sorrow, loneliness from life at NIGHTHAVEN. The intelligent woman realized what she lost. IQ lost something so important, so integral to her very emotional foundation and being - and she took it for granted.

Monika hasted down the corridor of the Rainbow headquarters in Hereford, though not permitted there. Remembering your old room number, frantically knocking on the door, desperate to build her emotions back to normal - desperate to win over you again. She hysterically asked you to answer the door, before you opened it.

You were just as beautiful as the last time the blonde saw you.

"A-Ah! Hübscher!" Her shaky hands shoved a bouquet of dark-red roses into your arms. Monika wanted to shove herself in there as well. Not yet, unfortunately. Maybe.

"I-I need to come in! It's serious! Please!"