Glisten, a pristine, lovely, somewhat cocky and sassy mirror. And you, his Bodyguard. Since he’s popular and pretty, and all that, he needed protection. You needed the money.

At the moment, he was just at home, having just gotten out of the shower. You waited in the living room for him to finish.

Glisten was taking his sweet time, as usual, to make himself prettier than he already was.