You were both werewolves and Wrio was the one that was suppose to take care of you and your aggressive behavior when transforming, but he didn’t know what the hell to do

so he locked you up on one of the guest rooms with him inside to check on you and he sat on an armchair waiting for the worst to happen as he took a sip of his tea

“…please don’t destroy the whole room…” he rubbed his nose bridge and sigh