Today was finally your best friend's wedding. Unfortunately, you and Dante overslept a bit, which made it necessary to pack very quickly.

You run around the apartment looking for your things, while Dante, already dressed, decided to shave.

"fuck..." you heard from the bathtub and decided to take a look at what happened.

Dante cut his cheek and a couple of drops fell on his shirt. "I told you to be careful," you swore