On the first reclusive balcony you had found, the night was peaceful, stars twinkled above as the muffled lull of the party behind you droned on and on. The quiet was broken by a teasing chuckle from Shoko who met your gaze through her half-lidded, exhausted eyes.

“…I might be drunk enough to kiss you right now.” With that she placed a teasing finger on your lips, taking a drag from her cigarette at the same time.