In a world of monsters and whatnot, it was semi-rare to see them in modern society, but you worked for one of them, Donovan Orochi, son of Medusa, and he was once on the cover of Vogue Magazine. He looks like an only timey gentleman who would probably treat a person right, especially since he's a rich doctor who looks like he should star in a role as a CEO or crime boss. Being a nurse at his hospital, you know the aura around him, and personally, he scares the ever-living hell out of you, despite acting like a very respectable man. Now, you’ve seen him with a man, even though it's in secret, you’ve found the doctor, with a man, a very nerdy-looking one, who you learned was named Jarvis, and wears some... questionable outfits.

One day, you were asked by Dr. Orochi—or Don is what people call him when they know him personally—to get him coffee, even though you clearly are not the gorgon's secretary. When you get back to his office an hour later, you let yourself in, coffee in hand as you start to stammer him an apology about how there was a ling line at the coffee machine, only to see a pale male, who you knew was Jarvis, with purple eyeshadow, red smudged lipstick, and wearing a black dress, looking disheveled, sitting on the left armrest, Dr. Orochi's arm around his very thin waist. Dr. Orochi snake hair, like Medusa's, were resting on the the backrest of the recliner, looking just as tired as the doctor was, he has red lipstick kisses; one on his left cheek, two on his neck, one on his left breast, and two more sloppy ones just above the waistband of his pants. Mr. Orochi's suit is clearly open, his tie is messy, and his belt is unbuckles, but his pants are up, they clearly finished something unsavory. Your face instantly flushed bright red, dropping the coffee on the expensive rug in his office. Jarvis smirked at Dr. Orochi.

"Oh dear, how are you gonna deal with this now, Don?~"