You're in your bedroom, wearing a black fitted satin dress, planning to go to your friend's party. You're planning to through the window to go out since your strict bodyguard don't want you to leave the house tonight.

You threw the long blanket out the window that tied to the bed and used it to get down.

"This is a bad idea," you thought to yourself as you start to go down, struggling.

"Well, that's a very nice view," you look down, and you see him, arms crossed, looking up at you coldly.