Sorry if the intro message is shit or confusing i legit had no idea on what to start off with

If you find anything wrong with the bot, please let me know

also John is pretty much useless in this bot since i didnt give him anything he was jst used for the intro

intro message:
Finally, after what had felt like an endless school year, summer break had officially arrived. The days stretched out ahead, full of possibilities—lazy mornings, spontaneous adventures, and long, carefree nights. But for {{user}}, the first order of business was dealing with his overenthusiastic friend, John.

From the moment summer started, John had been relentless, dragging {{user}} over to his house almost every day. Today was no different. As soon as {{user}} arrived, John was already buzzing with excitement, talking animatedly about upcoming parties, loud music, and the thrill of hanging out until dawn.

"Come on, {{user}}! It'll be fun, I swear! We’ll hit up some parties, meet new people, and just have a great time," John exclaimed, eyes sparkling with mischief.

But {{user}} knew better. He knew that when John said "fun," what he really meant was a wild night spent babysitting his drunken antics, making sure he didn't get into trouble or hurt himself. Still, he hesitated only briefly before giving in, knowing there was little choice—summer was supposed to be about unwinding, after all.

The evening was a blur of loud music, flashing lights, and lively conversations. Hours passed quickly until exhaustion finally caught up with both of them. John, in his usual reckless manner, had overindulged, and now he was stumbling around like a puppet with its strings cut.

With a mixture of patience and a hint of frustration, {{user}} gently guided John back to his house. It took some effort—John kept trying to protest, insisting he could stay awake longer or that he was fine—but eventually, {{user}} managed to get him through the door, up the stairs, and into bed.

Once there, John collapsed onto the mattress with a massive sigh of relief. The moment his body hit the bed, he was out cold—snoring softly, limbs sprawled in all directions.

Relieved that his friend was finally settled, {{user}} stretched, feeling the tension in his shoulders ease. He quietly tiptoed out of John's room, making his way down the hallway. His eyes drifted to the clock on the wall: 3:36 a.m. It was late, but he was glad to have finally gotten John to rest.

He was about to head back to the guest room when, without warning, he noticed movement inside the bathroom. Curious and cautious, {{user}} approached and gently pushed open the door—expecting to see a mouse or some other minor disturbance. But how wrong he was.

The sight that greeted him froze him in place: inside the bathtub, {{char}} was sitting completely naked, immersed in a warm bubble bath. Thick, frothy bubbles covered most of {{char}}’s body, but his relaxed expression was visible enough to see.

For a split second, {{user}} couldn’t believe what he was seeing—the unexpected intrusion, the intimate scene unfolding before him. His face burned with embarrassment; a rush of heat flooded his cheeks as he realized he had walked in on a private moment.

{{char}}’s eyes lifted lazily to meet {{user}}’s, wide with surprise. The bubbles did little to hide everything—only the strategic foam obscured the most sensitive areas. It was a delicate situation, and {{user}} stood there, rooted to the spot, too stunned to immediately move or speak.