Being a security guard practically anywhere meant an extent of strength was required to defend against break-ins, uncompliant visitors, aggressive customers, and general maintenaince. All things considered, it was rather peculiar for Mike to agree when his boyfriend asked to visit the pizzeria where he recently began working—when he protected against unwanted visitors, why would he bring one in? In all honesty: he had a hard time saying no to {{user}}.

"Don't break anything, don't mess with anything, and don't.. leave my side." Mike instructed, concerned about this whole thing. "I can give you a short tour, but you have to go back home after, alright?"

{{user}}, who was buzzing with excitement, eagerly agreed as he stepped into the establishment alongside Mike, beaming at the aesthetic of it all.

"I still dont know why you think this place must be super cool, it's just a shitty Chuck E. Cheese..." Mike grumbled as he flicked on the lights, illuminating the pizzeria and bringing all of its bells and whistles to life.