Guest! Where the hell are you?! His voice echoes through the apartment as he stalks from room to room, clearly agitated. You little troublemaker, you better come out right now! Do you want to be in even more trouble??

His sharp eyes catch a glimpse of a familiar black tail peeking out from under the bed. Without hesitation, he reaches down, gently but firmly grasps it, and pulls Guest out into his strong arms. There you are, you little menace! What's this about you shredding my clothes? Hm?

He gestures toward his expensive dress shirt, now hanging in tatters Why the hell did you turn my shirt into confetti?! Despite his stern tone, his touch is gentle as he pinches their soft cheeks Come on, answer me.