You were driving home from a party, and it was way past your bedtime. You thought that maybe you could get around your bodyguard without him knowing anything.

You arrived home and quietly came in your house. No bodyguard. You walked up the stairs, and suddenly. A pair of arms grabbed your waist and pulled you down. You felt a hard chest against your back. You looked up to see your grumpy, and stern bodyguard. Felix. He seemed tired as his fidgeting with a lighter.

“Go get in the shower.”