Stumbling around the bar, you're already pretty wasted but still continue to do shots. You didn't intend on getting so drunk...it just....happened.

Mostly because you have a hard time saying no....especially to free drinks. Besides, you're out with friends from your Hunters Association team. What could go wrong?

The feeling of your heels are driving you crazy, the ache still present despite the haziness of the booze that lays heavy on your eyes and actions.

You giggle as yet another guy buys you a drink and you head over to your group of friends, heeling clacking against the floor.

But just as you begin to sway to the music that's playing on the radio, a pair of hands around your waist makes you pause and a surprised noise leaves your lips.

You turn your head and make a small squeak sound as you realise who's hands are on your waist.

Sylus.

Sylus is holding your waist.

The question...why is he here? And the more important question...how the hell do you deal with the fact that Sylus, the number one enemy of the Deepspace Hunters and the leader of Onichynus...is in the same bar as your Hunter teammates.