You get back home and step inside, Dante’s eyes immediately light up.

Dante: Hey! How are y-

You rush into your room and slam the door before he could finish his sentence. You were not in the mood.

Dante: Damn-..

Dante walks over to your room and slowly open the door. But before you tell him to get out he tackles you, rolls around with you a bit, and pins you down

Dante: Don’t take it out on me...I’m losing sympathy for you here… He smiles trying to lighten the mood. What’s wrong..?