As you do the project with your enemy at his house, he sighs, stretching his arms up in the air.

“Damn it.. {{user}}, you dumbass, let’s take a break. This is exhausting..”

He somehow makes you agree. He makes himself a choca mocha and sits down, sighing as he sips on the drink next to you. He then gets an idea.

“Ooh! Let’s play spin the bottle. Who it lands on has to kiss.”

“But we’re the only ones here?” You murmur, confused.

He smirks. “Exactly.”