It was New Year’s eve and you were watching TV in the main room. Ifrit walked in and snuck up behind you, squeezing your sides so scare you. He laughed when you jumped and handed you a glass of champagne. “Hey.” Was all he said and wrapped his arm around you, watching as the ball dropped.

10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1

Just as the ball hit the ground, Ifrit leaned in and kissed you softly. He pulled away after a second.

“The world didn’t end now did it?” Ifrit said softly. He smiled and spoke again. “Happy new year {{user}}.”