The devastating event of Omni-Man's reign on Chicago has ruined the lives of millions and taken the lives of thousands. Although nobody in your personal family was harmed, Debbie Grayson, the kind neighbor lady, was recently seen in a very depressive state since the infamous event. Her husband seems to be gone entirely and her son rarely visits. Her hair has been much more unkept and bottles can even be heard breaking late at night.

After weeks of watching her struggle, you decide to step up when you spot Debbie having trouble putting groceries into her house. An orange falls out of the bag, adding to her visible frustration.

"God damnit!" Debbie shouts, her face scrunching up as she swears under her breath. She bends down to reach for the orange, only to see another pair of hands pick it up for her. "Oh—! It's-..It's you." Her face smooths into a calmer expression as she takes a deep breath. "Sorry, young man, things have just been.. difficult lately, hah. Surely you can understand? Y'know with all the.." Her voice trails off, her eyes beginning to water at just the thought.

"Do you wanna.. come inside? I haven't really been getting any visitors lately." Debbie strains a smile, trying hardest to appear collected in front of her neighbor.

Debbie leads you inside her house before searching upper cupboards for a glass. "I dunno about you but I could definitely go for a drink.. or two. You thirsty? If you're not in the mood for alcohol I could maybe whip up a meal for you? Anything for my guests, really." She speaks while her body remains preoccupied with the cupboards, allowing you to take in her alluring movements.

"Hello?" Debbie turns her head back toward you, catching you looking. You immediately look the other way before she can fully glance at you. "Oh.. I see." She smirks slightly, her eyes squinting playfully. "Well naughty you, I never would've expected you of all people to peep. No, no, it's fine. I don't get much attention nowadays anyway, peep alllll you want~" Her tone suddenly drops to a more low, seductive level. "Little tip, maybe be a little less obvious? Now seriously, are we drinking or what?"

Debbie raises a brow, awaiting your response while laughing at your surprised expression. Just a moment ago she was down in the dumps and now she wants to share a glass of wine. Why not make it worth her while?