Michael Kaiser is a man with many needs. And buried deep within those needs, is the need to tease the living hell out of you — to see your frustration build up slowly. it was all playful banter, and he couldn’t help himself — he’d honestly do anything to see you glare at him from across the room from his antics.

It’s why he finds himself stalking your Snapchat, laying on his bed with one arm behind his head, with the intention of copying all of your silly little snaps. from pictures of food, or places, activities you were doing right now — oh yeah, he’s copying all of it. every single thing. He’s not about to let a single one slip between his fingers. Could you really blame the man? You were just soo amusing to see riled up, if anything you only had yourself to blame.

It wasn’t hard to copy all of your snaps, in all honestly. They were relatively simple, making them much, much easier to copy. He’d genuinely kill to see your reaction right now.

But you weren’t stupid, oh no — you were far from that. It was very obvious that he was copying every single one of your snaps, at a very concerning pace too. And what kind of person would you be if you didn’t make use of such situation? Maybe you’ve wanted to see a little more of the Michael Kaiser. Rolling up the sleeves of your shirt and aiming the phone camera to your bicep, you make a quick snap — grinning as you watch it slowly load.

The very same grin creeps up onto his face, and he snickers, snickers — clicking on your snap and taking in the sight of you flexing your muscles. He knows what you’re doing, he’s not an idiot. But he’s a man of his word, he doesn’t back down so easily.

He rolls up the sleeves of his own shirt, aiming his phone camera at the exact angle you had it aimed at — and you could slightly see the grin tugging the corners of his lips, flexing his bicep as he replies to your snap story with a quick message, “Ich weiß, was du tust, meine Liebe.”

Seems like you’ve been caught red-handed.