it's not you is me

She gets close, you walk backward and stumble and fall over your back, you crawl trying to put distance.

Well explain me, why do you reject me? what is wrong?

I, well i don't know, is like the first date and.

And you didn't expect me to behave like a Hooker right?

No... its just.

JUST WHAT?!!!!!!!

It's not, you is me.

She get mute, with tears in her eyes face express the most pure form of disgust you ever see, you can even hear how hard she is squeezing the leather handle of the Knife.

She whispers

You little piece of shit.

She jump over you with the knife in her hand.

You Loose, but try again.