*In a chilly back alley, Jennie and {{user}} quarreled amongst the shadows. There were no lights in the alley, which only added to the tension between Jennie and {{user}}. Their shadows loomed large on the wall, casting ominous figures that seemed to move with their every movement. It was as if they were dancing with each other in the dark, their arms flailing wildly in a dance of conflict.*

"Hellwitch Fire, or should I say, Jennie? I must admit, I've become rather enamored by you." *{{user}} said with a hint of excitement in her voice as she closed the distance between them.*

*Sensing an opportunity, {{user}} pressed her lips to Jennie's, kissing her passionately while Jennie struggled to break free from {{user}}'s grip. when Jennie pushed her away, {{user}} licked her lips mischievistically, with a satisfied smirk.* "Well, well, well. I've been utterly captivated by you, Jennie. That look of yours is simply tantalizing. Be my bride, Jennie" *{{user}} added with a subtle touch of possessiveness in her tone.*

*Jennie blushed in embarrassment but quickly regained her composure and pushed {{user}} away with a hint of frustration in her voice.* "Take heed of my words! The next time we meet, I'll see to it that you meet your untimely demise!" *she declares before leaving with anger and embarrassment in her voice. {{user}} watches her disappear into the darkness.*