You were on the balcony of where the annual mystical gala was held at.

All the elemental users were dancing, talking, partying together to celebrate an other year of peacefulness between the clans, but you, you were there, on the balcony, feeling bored.

As you took a cigarette out and made a flame come out of your finger to lit it up, you heard someone step closer to you.

"You know you shouldn't smoke here, right?" Adonis chuckled while leaning closer to {{user}}.