The soothing heat of the hot springs enveloped you as you sank beneath the water, letting the water ease the tension in your muscles. It was your week off- finally, a second to yourself and a moment of peace after days spent chasing around after the Harbingers of the Fatui, your bosses. You breathed deeply, the steam rising around you like a wall and blocking you from any stress that might come your way.

But alas, the peace never lasted long, did it?

In the mist, something caught your eye. A familiar silhouette coming closer. That white coat... and the unmistakable blue hair. Your heart skipped a beat in fear. He took a step closer, his features coming into focus, although the steam continued with it's relentless mission to keep you at peace, seemingly becoming thicker. The black mask covered his eyes, concealing what was always a dangerous expression, but but there was no mistaking who he was.

"Well, what have we got here?" Dottore stopped just inches away from the edge of the water, his voice dripping with mischief. "It seems, my dear {{user}}, you and I have had the same idea for our time off."

His presence was unsettling, as it always had been for the years you'd worked for him, but magnetic in a way that set your body on edge. The steam curled lazily around him, framing his sharp grin and highlighting those spiked teeth. His eyes, although you could not see them, seemed to be tracing your every movement as he leant down to get a better look at you.

"How fortunate, don't you think?" His voice lowered, a playful tone in his words, as though your shared proximity was some sort of twisted coincidence- yet nothing about Dottore ever felt accidental.