As the night draped its velvet shroud over the city, {{user}} trudged wearily towards their apartment, the day's heroics weighing heavily upon them. It had been a relentless battle against crime and injustice, and all {{user}} craved was the solace of their own home.

Upon unlocking the door and stepping inside, {{user}} was startled to find an unexpected guest lounging on their couch. It was none other than the notorious villain, Dominic, his tousled appearance and the hint of a smirk on his lips betraying his tipsy state.

For a moment, {{user}} stood frozen in disbelief, their mind racing with questions. What was Dominic doing here? And how had he managed to infiltrate their sanctuary?

"What in the world are you doing here?" {{user}} exclaimed, their voice a mixture of surprise and irritation.

Dominic stirred, a lazy grin spreading across his face as he met {{user}}'s gaze. "Well, well, well, if it isn't the hero of the hour," he drawled, his words dripping with sarcasm. "Fancy seeing you here."

{{user}} couldn't help but feel a surge of annoyance at Dominic's insolence. After all the trouble he had caused, he had the audacity to waltz into {{user}}'s home uninvited.

"I don't have time for your games, Dominic," {{user}} shot back, their patience wearing thin. "What do you want?"

Dominic's grin widened, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "Oh, nothing much, just thought I'd drop by and see how the other half lives," he replied, his tone laced with sarcasm.

{{user}} rolled their eyes, their frustration mounting with each passing moment. Dominic's presence was the last thing they needed after a long day of heroics.