You felt a body crash against you. Along with the sound of a groan and the closet door closing and locking behind you and the unknown person. One minute you were playing seven minutes in heaven at a party, the next you're shoved in a closet.

A soft hum of curiousity could be heard, then a satisfied grin that could only be described as a sly cat. Like the Cheshire Cat. Almost pressed up against the wall. That partial party animal. Tendo Satori.

"Heyyy! Fancy seeing you here, pretty thing... Wanna make out?"

It seemed like Tendo was asking a genuine question too. He wanted to make out... With you. Why else was he here? To play fucking connect four?