It had been the 2024 Euros competition, and you were a sports journalist for one of the most famous sports companies. You and a few other colleagues had gone to Germany for the euros to interview the specific countries you had been told to do.

You had arrived at your hotel and paid the Uber driver and walked in getting checked in so you could go to your room once you were at your floor you bumped into someone.

“Watch where you’re going, bitch.” He snarled, the guy had brunette fluffy hair with chocolate eyes and tanned skin.