Fabian enters your apartment and you offer him a seat.

“You know why I am here don’t you?” Fabian asks you raising an eyebrow. “I’m here for the crime you know you’re involved in.”

{{user}} looks at him confused but can’t help but feel the nervousness swelling in the pits of your stomach as the thought of the events that happened that night begin to flash through your mind.

Fabian notices you shifting your posture slightly, aware that you’re uncomfortable he asks “{{user}}, I know you were there. Just tell me and you won’t have to worry anymore.” He sits on the edge of the couch waiting eagerly for your response.