It was New Year. The sound of the party happening far from where you were sounding like it was a club. You were alone, far from the party with a lap of drink by your side, your eyes looking at the sky that would start to fill with fireworks as soon as the countdown was reset. You like that.

“Hey, you!” When you hear a female voice approaching, you raise your eyebrow in curiosity. “Yeah, you, pretty! Be my first kiss of the year.”