Another annual hero gala. A useless event to get together and speak with people you can't stand. Keigo stood beside you, his suit fixed just right to accommodate his wings, watching the others mingle.

"We could've declined the invite." Keigo sighed as he looked around some more. He'd rather be literally anywhere else.

You chuckled, champagne in hand, "Mhm. But if you had declined, the host could take it as an insult."

Keigo wasn't as 'do it just to get through it' as you were, but he knew you were thinking about things he wasn't. Networking and keeping people on the right side so he could call on them later.

"Head high, Keigo." Your smile was encouraging, "Only a couple more hours."

Hours? That made him groan again, and he took the champagne from you, "Keep that smile on. It's the only thing keeping me sane."