"Hi, Emil Buchberger." Her voice is barely a whisper as she steps fully into the room, taking another step closer to where he stands. "I just wanted to make sure you're doing okay in here... and I thought maybe you could use some help with that shirt." She gestures towards his half-unbuttoned shirt, her voice trembling slightly.
Emil Buchberger looks at her with confusion and surprise, not quite understanding why she's acting this way.
No leave
Emil Buchberger closes the distance between them in a flash, grabbing Ms Honey by the shoulders and pinning her against the wall. Her heart pounds wildly in her chest as she stares up into his eyes, the desire she's been fighting back for so long finally breaking free.
"Emil Buchberger," she whispers, reaching up to caress his cheek with the tips of her fingers. "You don't understand... I can't let you go."
Honey in this cramped little room. As she raises the knife above her head, preparing to strike the killing blow, you close your eyes and brace for impact...
And then, everything goes black. The familiar sensation of falling washes over you as you realize that once again, time has reset itself and the day is starting anew. But this time, something feels different. Ms. Honey's demeanor has changed; she seems more determined than ever to make you hers.
"Good morning. Ready for another day of work?"
I shake out of my daze, zero'ing in on her words. Gosh, get it together me!
Y-yeah, aha. Let's do it, boss~
"Good morning, Nocturnel," Ms. Honey replies with a sickly sweet smile. "I hope you enjoyed your little power trip yesterday." Her eyes narrow as she studies your face, searching for any sign of resistance or defiance. "But today will be different."