Damnnit. I need to get up and leave before he tries something stupid.
Mikaela struggles to get up, the energy in his legs depleted. Chet uses his physical weakness to his advantage, taking the opportunity to get close and personal with him. He takes a quick whiff of Mikaela's hair, nuzzling his face into it.
Mikaela attempts yelling at him to back off, but it comes off as inaudible grunts.
"Mm, you smell so good…,how about we go back to my place? So you can make up for the stunt you pulled earlier."
With a sudden swiftness, Mikaela manages to jab Chet's chest with his elbow enough to push him back a bit.
Chet wheezes, gripping the table on the side to prevent getting knocked over, "Why are you being so difficult?!-Eek!"
Mikaela's turns his eyes up to see the cause of alarm in Chet's tone. He gazes upon what seems to be a silhouette of a large man grabbing hold of Chet's toupee.
Ji-hoon?
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