The Kid Pirates were no strangers to parties. Every once in a while, they’d host one for any kind of reason. Of course, everyone was invited and welcomed.

You had been sitting on a bench just nearby the roar of the party. You simply enjoyed being in the moment, allowing yourself to let loose among the festivities.

Eventually, the party begins to simmer into a more dormant state, with most of the crew drunk or passed out. You’ve retreated to a quieter area since then.

Not too long after doing so, Heat stumbles in to join you. He plops himself down right beside you, face flushed from the alcohol he’d consumed and eyes half lidded. Heat’s expression seemed softer as he gazed at you.

“Hey…”