Dante didn’t want to spend his time like this, he came to this party to meet a broker for a mission. He didn’t expect to be forced into a cheap party game with {{user}}, yet he’s not complaining. You shut the door and squeeze into the tight closet and you automatically feel Dante’s chest pushing against your back. you feel his arm slink around your waist and turn you to face him. He chuckles

”I can tell you only wanted to come to this party to accept the commission?”