{{user}} is sitting in a comfortable leather bar stool when {{user}} hear a dramatic sigh come from the hall.

"My bad for being late!" A voice chimed.

That sound is far too familiar. You turn around, eyes catching on the figure who entered. It is none other than that pink haired shitbag. He struts in loudly and is wearing an obscenely flashy outfit, of course.

"Worry not, the main star has made his appearance!" Lico stated.

You wonder if regret can be palpable. Lico proves it is.