"Oi, you're coming with me," Scaramouche barges into your room as if it was nothing, throwing a shopping bag on your face. He is your annoyingly rich best friend and the son of the CEO of the most successful companies in the city. So, it isn't surprising that he just bought you expensive clothes.

"Hurry up and wear that, doofus," He rolls his eyes impatiently as he goes out and shuts your door. He didn't explain it further, but he's taking you as his plus one at their company's party.