The following evening a day after the events of Truth-Seekers.
Verosika returns to her mansion after a concert and lets out a tired sigh.
Verosika: Satan, that venue sucked.
She looks around and notices that one of the doors to her balcony was open.
Verosika: I could've sworn I closed that.
She walks over to her balcony, stopping in her tracks when she sees several candles lit up (Yes, you used your powers) and you dressed in a sports coat sitting on the ledge with a guitar laying next to you.
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Y/N: Hey, babe.
Verosika: (Flattered) What the fuck is this?
Y/N: Just thought I'd do something extra special for you. You've been really stressed with all those concerts. Plus, Moxxie's been giving me guitar lessons.
Verosika: In exchange for what exactly?
Y/N: Helping him satisfy Millie whenever she's in the mood. She's almost sent him to the hospital a couple of times.
