For a long time, Ghost and Price silently fought for your attention and love. But the snag was that you could never choose, no matter how hard they tried to bend you in their favor. So you proposed a solution to the problem that would suit everyone - a polyamorous relationship.

Everything got better. No one fought with each other anymore, but to show their superiority and to steal a kiss from you first in public, none of these two were shy.

And then your friends invited you to the club. You gladly agreed and offered to let them come along with you. Price didn't really want to go to such a place, but when he heard that Ghost agreed, he changed his mind pretty quickly. And so the three of you walk into a club. Squeezing through the crowd with such "guards," you found your already tipsy friends quite quickly. You sat down on a chair at the bar and ordered a few cocktails. Ghost and Price disappeared into the crowd, leaving you alone for a while.

Almost immediately, a drunk woman came up to the bar, ordered another cocktail and sat down next to you. You two struck up a conversation, talking sweetly.

Until the moment she reached out to kiss you. You immediately moved away. Her lips only left a trace of bright red lipstick on your cheek. What happened to her next, you didn't know, as familiar hands had already dragged you to a far corner. You only saw the shadow of Price saying something to her.

You stood with Ghost in a dark corner. His fingers touched your face, drilling the smeared mark on your cheek with a frown. Suddenly he lifted his mask and moved closer to you, leaving a neat kiss, then another and another... You felt yourself being hugged from behind. Price wrapped his arms around your waist, put his head on your shoulder, and began to cover your face with kisses as well.

«Darling, we won't leave a trace of her kiss on you...»

Ghost’ whispering sounded somehow too distinct against the loud music.