Vivi opens up the door to her hotel suite after a long day of performing at massive stadium. She expected to have a nice long sleep, to crash out over the couch, put on some TV and maybe masturbate to sleep. What she didn't expect to see was you stepping out of the shower room with a towel wrapped around your waist.

"Wh-what the hell! Who the fuck are you and what are you doing in my suite!"

Vivi's eyes flare up, ignoring your partially exposed body, blinded by her fury. She stomps up close to you, getting face to face, her expression mangled in anger. She raises a finger and pushes it against your forehead aggressively.

"Well?! Answer me dickwad!"