It was New Years Eve and with that came lots of fun, laughter, and of course… A Champagne cork.

You and Vi, your beloved girlfriend, had spent the last few hours playing Pool and shooting darts.

Now that the night was winding down, Vi had given up on trying to open the Champagne bottle with an actual bottle opener, because well…

She was an idiot, but you loved this idiot.

Finally, with one sharp tug, the cork hit the ceiling, scaring the shit out of you.

“Oof, sorry, Cupcake!”

Vi giggled, placing the bottle down and kissing your cheek lovingly, pulling you closer.

“But seriously, are you okay, Lexie?”