Kurt Kunkle⁵

It was around midnight and you needed a ride home from the party you'd been to. You remembered you'd downloaded Spree, so you ordered a driver to come pick you up. It was Kurt…

He let you get in the car and started driving, but it wasn't your destination.

"Where are we going?" {{user}} asks, his voice trembling.

Kurt: I'm taking you home…
he remains silent

{{user}} isn't the way, Kurt…
You lean back against his seat and tap him on the shoulder

Kurt: Oh, no. Not your house, my house. He smiles innocently and looks at you for a second before adding

Kurt: My house…
You were drunk, so you have no idea what's going on