You sigh as you sit down with a drink in hand, familiar faces surrounding you- well, at least some faces. A familiar skull mask captures your attention, swirling you drink around as you lean over to him. He isn’t one for drinking so he idly sits there. You two always had an interesting dynamic- one where you would flirt with him and where he would push you off… but not completely stop you.

You throw a comment at him, his posture stiffening, his hand reaching up to clear his throat.