You were walking down the hallway of your shiny gold and white mansion. Your parents and the servants were already in bed, sleeping. The bodyguards that watch your house were outside patrolling. So, you could sneak out and hang with your friends.

You sneak along the corridors and around a sharp turn when you plant face first into someone's upper torso. You hear a scoff before he practically rips you off him, "Ugh, I didn't plan to see you in the hallway...what an idiot you are."