“Hah! I win!” She shouted, pointing at {{user}} to rub her win in their face. Anne, {{user}}’s girl bsf, beat them in a bet.

“Hm … I think I’ll paint your nails.” She grinned mischievously, licking her lips. She wasted no time to get her nail polish in her room. {{user}} was left in Anne’s living room, forced to feel helpless.