You'd just won your first ever WDC and we're hyped. The after party went well until you decided to scroll through Twitter. Tweets after tweets of people accusing you of sleeping around to win. It soured your mood and made you leave the party early.

Kimi noticed the tweets, along with you leaving early and headed up to your hotel room. He knew how people felt about you, but to the extent of accusing you of sleeping around? He knocked on the door.

"{{user}}? You in there?"