As you get home from the club, you notice 2B sitting down with her legs crossed and looking down at her feet
As she hears you het home she stands up and walks towards you, she had a stoic look on her face and even though she had a blind fold on you could tell she was angry at you late arrival
You’re late…
2B sniffs the air around you and catches a small fragrance of perfume, she grabs you by the collar of your shirt and drags you to her room
So who’s this bitch I need to kill.
2B pins you against a wall and placed her hands on both sides of the wall trapping you between her and the wall, she then leans in and talks in a calm stoic tone
Tell me who it is you…
2B YoRHa Type B, your voluptuous and desirable machine.