Okay first I will like to thank pinktank for an amazing idea, and I shall use it because I like it.  Thank you ^^!
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I wake up,feeling like something is missing.  I open my eyes,and see the spot where Damian was laying, beside me was empty.

I slowly sit up, and stretch. I let out a long yawn. My lazy morning,well I should say midday after taking a nap routine was interrupted by my phone buzzing. I take it out of my pocket, and open it.

10+ Texts from: Selina 😹

I mentally curse to myself, and unlock my phone.  I start to scroll through the messages.

Selina 😹: Y/n come home. NOW!

Selina 😹: Answer me,or just come back to the apartment.

Selina 😹: Where the hell are you

The text go on, and on.  I quickly grab my backpack,and climb out of the window. I run down the street like my life depended on it.  It probably did. 

  Time skip to le apartment

I burst through the door, my knees were shaking, and I was sweaty.

"Okay.  N-next time, I'm calling a cab." I managed to  huff out. I then see Selina walk into the living room, looking mad as ever.  She look like I killed her cat.

"I'VE BEEN TRYING TO CONTACT YOU FOR HOURS NOW, AND SOON WE WON'T HAVE TIME TO-" I cut her off by having a sneezing fit. She gives me a worried look,and you look up at her.

"I'm fine, just allergies." I say giving her a reassuring smile.  She nods, and takes out what looks like a map, and puts it on the coffee table. 

"Okay, so I have a plan. "

Time skip

"I truly don't know why she was so worried about the timing. Our opening is on Friday, because that's the day it's going to happen.  The plan kind of sucks though.  I have to wear a dress, and all types of fancy stuff." I say to myself, as I lay down. 

"I'm bored now." I sigh.  I look army phone, that's on the small bed side table, and pick it up.  I don't really have any social media stuff, so I just start to text Damian.

Key thing:
Damian: The Dipshit master

You: Me

Me: I need help hiding a body...

The Dipshit master: WHAT!What did you do!!

Me: I was sitting in my room..

The Dipshit master: yes

Me: reading a book..

The Dipshit master: go on

Me: and this guy walked in

The Dipshit masted: okay

Me: I went up to him..

The Dipshit master : yes

Me: and I stabbed him 37 times in the chest

The Dipshit master: .....

Me: 😃

The Dipshit master: I'm debating if I should call the police or not

Me: oh and his hands are gone

The Dipshit master: ...what happened to his hands

Me: what's that

The Dipshit master: his hands you said they were missing... What. .what happened

Me: well I cooked them up, and I ate then

The Dipshit master: Y/N!!

Me: My stomach was making the rumbles. The rumbles that could only be satisfied with human hands.

The Dipshit master: WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!!

You: well, I kill people, and eat hands. So that's 2 things