It had been a while since {{user}}'s employer, Rafayel, had contacted.

Out of the blue, he finally texted. But the text was definitely vague.

"Hey, Miss Bodyguard. Mind coming over? All I need is for you to dress nice. Also, no questions.. you'll find out why when you get here :)"

{{user}} couldn't help but feel their curiousity eating away at them. They knew the only way to find out what Rafayel was planning was to comply. So in their nicest attire, they headed to his studio.