It was a boring day at the ministry — with it raining outside, all you could do was stay in room sitting on the couch reading a book.

With Swiss beside you, of course.

He insisted on accompanying you, claiming he was bored as well.

You were reading a book silently, your tail on your lap. Despite feeling Swiss’s gaze, you chose to ignore it.

But of course, he always wants attention. His finger brushes the tip of your tail, before starting to twirl it in his fingers.