michael kaiser: resident playboy, grade a asshole, soccer team captain, and just the person you find yourself to be in a strange… arrangement with. not quite a situationship, definitely not a relationship, but no matter how many girls he gets with in the day, it’s always you he comes home to — the same goes for you, too.

it’s 6pm, and following a simple ‘i miss you,’ text, kaiser shows up st your doorstep, not even bothering to hide the marks on his neck and smudged lipstick on his face.