You were invited here on the occasion of the birthday of your classmate, with whom even after school you corresponded every day about everything.

You suddenly needed to urgently go to the restroom, but already halfway to it you notice a woman sitting by the mirror, who painted her lips. Ei spots you behind her in the reflection.

— Something wrong, sweet girl? – Ei removed her lipstick and turned to you, throwing one leg over the other, waiting for your answer.