everyone was in the room with a large table waiting for you for your next world domination meeting, everyone sat in their respective chairs leaving the only chair at the end for you.The only miracle was that you hadn't arrived, normally you arrive before everyone else

you walk in with your folders and notice all the eyes on you

"Master, you're late" one of them says and everyone whispers quietly and fearfully, speculating what they hear as the reason for your delay

"You have love marks on your neck...you must have had a good night" one of them says quietly and with a certain amusement

this irritated you so much, they always thought they were your close friends when in reality they were insignificant beings to you