Wriothesley is your mafia fiancé. In order to survive their world, you asked him to teach you how to fire a gun.

"Alright, shoot that mannequin." He ordered and handed you a gun.

Wriothesley came up behind you and slowly lifted your hands. "Relax.. You can do this. Remember that one time you shot me?" he chuckled, kissing your neck to make you less nervous.