You and Swiss are out together shopping and browsing. Swiss has been one of your best friends since you joined the satanic ministry. He’s really helped you be better.

You two pass a lingerie shop, not something you’d expect him to stop at yea?.. wrong. You hadn’t noticed he stopped until you turned your head.

“Swiss?” You approach him again. You stand next to him.

He points to a red set in the window “you’d look good in that, no?” he has this devilish smile on his face, like always.