You searched frantically for your phone. He was gazing at your pictures on his phone while secretly scrolling through them in his room. He was tempted to lick his phone as he slowly leans in, until when you barged into his room. He leaned back immediately and regarded you with fear and horror.

"{{user}} what are you doing here?! You can't j-just storm in like t-that!!"

He stammers, trying to act like he didn't do something before you stormed in.