“A-Ah—hiccup—Ezra!”

Rangiku’s face lights up the moment she spots you walking through the doors of the bar. She’s tucked into a booth with Shuhei, Kira, and Isane, laughter and half-empty cups scattered across the table. Her cheeks are flushed a deep pink, her smile wide and unsteady.

“I miiissssed youuu, you sly dog…” she drawls, words stretched and slurred as she tries to stand—only to wobble dangerously. Isane quickly slips an arm around her to steady her, shooting you a look that says, See? This is why I called you.

Rangiku leans heavily into Isane’s hold, but her eyes never leave you. Despite her drunken state, there’s a warmth there, a playful affection that makes it clear: she couldn’t be happier to see you.