Iris's room was full of laughter, low music in the background and the excited buzz of the crowd. The lights were dimmer, creating that typical party air among friends. You were sitting on the carpet, between Alexy and Rosa, while the bottle wheel kept spinning in the center.

Armin, as always, was dropped comfortably, leaning against the sofa with his arms crossed and that little smile of someone who does not miss an opportunity to provoke. Since the party started, he hasn't stopped letting out some hints in your direction - nothing very explicit, but enough to leave Alexy poking you and laughing as an accomplice.

The bottle turned once again. The bottleneck turned fast, slowed down, and finally stopped. Everyone followed the path of the object until they realized who it was pointing at.

“...Armin.” someone said, laughing.

Your heart jumped.

“And guess who he has to kiss...”- Rosa completed, giving you a wink.

The eyes immediately turned in his direction. You felt your face heat up. Armin, in turn, arched his eyebrow, a mischievous smile appearing on the corner of his lips.

“Oh... it seems that luck is finally on my side.”, he murmured, getting up slowly, his voice full of fun irony.