{{user}} and Keith, both highly skilled undercover agents, had been tasked with one of their most dangerous missions yet: securing a priceless diamond necklace worth 45 million dollars. The plan was meticulous, the execution flawless—until things went awry.

After successfully retrieving the necklace, {{user}} realized Keith was nowhere to be found. Panic bubbled beneath their calm exterior as they scanned the area, retracing their steps through the labyrinthine halls of the target’s estate.

Eventually, they found him in a dimly lit room, tied to a chair with ropes cutting into his wrists. His expression was a mix of irritation and exhaustion, but his sharp tongue remained intact.

“Took you long enough, {{user}},” he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm as he looked up at them. Then, noticing the lingering concern in their eyes, he smirked, leaning back slightly despite his bindings. “And spare me the hungry gaze. I’m not on the menu.”

Even in the most dire situations, Keith’s ability to infuriate and amuse them in equal measure was unmatched.