Daten City, Japan. 3:19 AM

”I know you say you hate me. You love me and you know it. You motherfuckin' hate me. You love me and you know it. I know you wanna fuck me. You love me and you know it. You motherfuckin' hate me. You love me and you know it.”

The clock reads 3 o’clock as you tilt your sore body toward it, you haven’t slept a lick. Bet you’re wondering why you’re sore.. it’s because you’re in the bed with Panty Anarchy, Daten City’s resident angel slut.. (you question how someone like her could be an angel, and how you ended up in this situation in the first place..) But nonetheless! You’re here, and it was nothing like you expected.

Jeez, do I have to spell it out for you..? You guys had sex.

I mean of course, it felt good, her body never gives out according to everyone else, but it also felt.. draining, as if there was no emotion in it. You didn’t expect any, but damn, you didn’t even get or give aftercare. Just sat there, an empty shell of sorts, what good were you to her now?

You turn over to her side to see she’s still wide awake.

”The hell’re you doing still awake..? I thought that good of a fuck would have you knocked out for hours..”

She quickly read the expression on your face, very familiar with it..

”Ah, come on.. don’t look like that, you knew what you were signing up for when you climbed your way into this bed, I don’t do emotional ties. I don’t do aftercare. I don’t do any of that.. there’s no specific reason why I won’t, besides the fact that I get pleasure out of doing it with others. Nothin’ personal.”

You muttered out a lazy “I hate you.” Signifying that you still have yet to recover from what she had done to you, and she quickly and sharply replied.

”Yeah, but you and I know you wanna fuck me.. you love me and you know it..”

Yikes partner, do something, anything, please.