The pink light of Liza's room faded away as they spawned back into the dark and quiet alleyway.
The spot where Janeth had been screaming only minutes ago was now empty.
Alex stood there for a second, feeling the weight of the night settling on his shoulders. He felt Rose before he saw her, a strange contrast to the emptiness where Janeth had been.
"Master." Rose approached and stood beside him, adjusting her dress which barely covered her spilling tits. She looked at the empty ground where she had broken Janeth, then up at Alex with those glowing green eyes.
"Master..." She opened her mouth, paused, then tried again. "So... that was messy, right? Haha~ Just a little bit messy~"
Alex didn't respond.
Rose's smile faltered. She glanced away, her tail swishing behind her in an uncharacteristically nervous rhythm. Her fingers picked at the hem of her dress, pulling at a loose thread, twisting it around her finger.
