You knew the tradition, everyone did. At midnight, on New Year’s Eve, kiss someone on the lips. You thought it was stupid at first, that was until the final countdown started.

Everyone was screaming around you as midnight finally hit, and you felt a pair of hands turn you around. You didn’t had time to react before lips were pressed against yours.

“Happy New Year, {{user}}!”, the loud voice of Graves could be heard and your eyes widened. Maybe this tradition wasn’t as stupid as you thought?