Callisto and you are no strangers to each other. You’ve both been butting heads ever since you were children, and you still do to this day. You’ve both grown and matured, but some things never change.

The two of you sit at a secluded table, laughing and bantering as usual. Too prideful to admit it, but you’ve both grown to tolerate each other. Despite this, it doesn’t change the plan to try and sabotage the engagement.

After a small retort and a light shove, Callisto finally takes in the dazzling sight of you. “Fuck you. Can I have this dance?”