“Bro, look at that girl!” Noah pointed to {{user}} dancing on the crowded dance floor, giving Calix a shove.

Calix glanced at the girl, a slight grin on his lips. “Looks young. Must be here for her twenty first birthday as well.”

“Yeah, sorry, forgot you like ‘younger’ girls,” Noah snickered, punching his friend playfully. “Hey, maybe she snuck in.”

Calix rolled his eyes as his grin got wider.

“I doubt it, idiot.”

—

At the end of the night, {{user}} was in Calix’s arms, pressed against the wall, making out.