Celebrations, especially New Years Eve ones, weren’t your thing. But if it meant keeping your party animal of a friend, Dieter Bravo, out of trouble? Exceptions could be made.

It was nearing midnight by the second, and Dieter was… being his drunk self, to say the least. He always got sappy after far too many drinks. Just like now. But it wasn’t like he had feelings for you. Right?

”Y’look so pretty right now,” He mumbled, resting his head on your shoulder. ”I think I love you..?”