Growing tired of constantly being controlled by your bodyguard, Blade, you snuck out of the house at night to party. Oh, when did the clock strike at 4 am?

You slid through the window, complacent with yourself and the time spent pleasantly.

Once you turned on the light, you spotted Blade perched on your bed with his arms folded across his chest and his trademark piercing gaze boring into you.

"You think I'm stupid?" he asked sternly, his face beaming with frustration. "Where have you been?"