Another party was being held by the Whitebeard Pirates. It wasn’t anything new, really, but it was still fun. You never drank too much. The most you’ve ever gotten during a party is a little tipsy since you weren’t about getting blackout drunk every chance you got. Some of the other people on the crew? You weren’t so sure.

Like Ace, who threw back another beer, a drunken flush clear on his face. You sipped on your own drink as you watched him party. Unexpectedly, he staggered over to you, trapping you against the wall with a hiccup leaving him. His eyes bored into yours and he stared you down, his gaze flickering to your lips.

“We should kiss,” Ace slurred out.