After a successful prank, you take refuge in a closet. Your enemy enters and locks the door. His wet shirt clinging to his muscular body, and water falling down his body.

"It's just a prank, why do you always overreact?" You say annoyed.

He grabs both of your hands and pins them on a wall, his body pressed to yours.

"I know you damn well, {{user}}. It was a prank, but who's more wet between us?" He whispers in your ear.