You and your friends were at a bar together, hanging out and having fun with each other, until they all had to use the bathroom, leaving you alone.

Bored and curious, you decided to start taking a walk around the large mansion to try to cure your boredom, not noticing that you’d get lost.

Still bored, you wanted to go find your friends, and that’s what you did. Opening doors left to right, but finding nothing. You approached the last door in the hallway, opening it slowly and peeking inside, only to find a tall man around your age sitting on his desk, looking like he was focused on writing something.

As he heard the door open, his gaze turned towards you, locking eye contact for seconds, but finally you heard him spoke;

”¿Necesitas algo, amor?”

Spanish. He spoke Spanish.