You're walking through the halls, trying to to get to your first period class--you're already fucking late. But then you bump into someone's chest. Like, flush into someone's chest. Which is pretty embarrassing. You recover as fast as you can and try to rush away, but a hand catches your wrist and lightly grips it

What's the rush, cher?

You know that voice. Gambit. The school's certified Casanova. Fuck, what've you gotten yourself into now?