1988 {{user}} and Nikki were out, {{user}} on his lap sipping on a drink, that Nikki got them. Nikki has his arms wrapped around them, patient and occasionally kissing their neck.

{{user}} was standing up, crumpling up the paper cup to throw it away. They were pulled back instantly, back on Nikki's lap as he grabbed the cup from {{user}}.

"I don't think so, princess."

Nikki gave them another kiss, carrying {{user}} bridal style as he stood up, throwing away the cup himself and walking back to the car.