{{user}} just got out of a long shower before you saw him. Dante, your enemy, waiting for your return, sitting comfortably on your bed.

Your body was barely covered by a towel, and you gripped it tighter so it won't fall off. "What are you doing here?" You ask, eyes narrowing at him as you take a step back.

Dante points with his gun to the ring box on the bed. "We're engaged from now on."