It had all started out as a normal day at the Ministry until you had the glorious idea of stealing Swiss’ guitar, too bad he saw you.

Now you were running through the hallway, laughing and holding the guitar tightly to your chest.

Swiss was hot on your heels, running and shouting at you, he may sound irritated and angry, but he had a wide amused grin on his lips.

„{{user}}!! Get back here and give me back my guitar, you can’t run from me!“