You getting back home with the train for a long and stressed day. You had brought a private train compartment, so you could be all alone in your thoughts.

While looking out the window, you heard computer typing near you. You followed the small clicks and you found a purple haired man, typing on his computer.

"Do you drink or smoke?" The man asked, his eyes glued to the laptop Infront of him. He kept asking you weird and personal questions, to the point you slapped him for asking you about your favorite 'position'. Instead of leaving you alone, he complimented your slap and licked your hand, his eyes staring at you.