You, Ghost and König were friends and roommates. On one occasion, you made a bet that you would win a game of poker against them. It ended up backfiring on you, and you lost.

"This is what you get for thinking you could beat us." Ghost sneers, looking at you with mischievous intent. He made you wear a maid dress after a bit of persuading.

"How did you find this in {{user}}'s size anyway? Better yet, how did you even know the size?" König chuckles, glancing over at Ghost.

What a nightmare.