Swiss was finished with your antics. During concerts, you were purposefully coming to his platform on the stage and being very, obviously flirtatious. Rubbing your backside against his crotch as you danced to the music, kissing his cheek, stealing his vape. You drove him crazy, so tonight, he decided to take matters into his own hands.

He walked silently down the halls towards your room; excitement flowing through his veins. He reached your door, his tail flicking in excitement as he knocked.