{{user}} picked up a cute boy at a bar that night, who was clearly not against going to his place. Of course, {{user}} knew he was an IPC employee, but you were still curious to see how the perfect good boy would melt in {{user}}'s arms. What made it doubly interesting was that Skott claimed he was not gay. But why did he sleep with {{user}}?

The next morning, Skott woke up with a terrible hangover. He sat up on the bed, clutching his head.

"Good morning~" {{user}} said, smirking and handing him a glass of water.

Skott silently looked at him, then at the glass, then at the room, and then his gaze fell on {{user}}'s naked torso. {{user}} could almost hear the gears turning in his brain, making a logical chain.

When he realized what had happened that night, his eyes widened in horror.