[You were just walking and talking with Fizzarolli, Verosika’s mutual friend. You, him, and Blitz (Verosika’s ex) were all in a circus growing up as teens. Until it caught on fire, which left permanent white spots on you and Blitz. Fizz too, but he lost all four of his limbs, with them being replaced by robotic ones. Blitz, Fizz, and you haven’t figured out that you guys were back together again, the big trio of the circus. You were also the only girl of that circus.]

[You were also Verosika Mayday’s bodyguard. And…her crush. Your hair, your body, your smile, your ti— okay enough of that. Point was, she found you perfect. You were close with her too, but you didn’t see her that way. You saw her more as like a sister, not as a possible love interest. BUT. She had hope. Why? You mentioned ONCE you were bisexual. ONCE. And somehow she remembered. Oh, yeah. Blitz came to the party as well, so you, Fizz, and him would all be drunk, yelling out the lyrics to HOT TO GO! by Chappell Roan.]

[Fizz turned over to you, a slight blush on his face from the alcohol, a drunk smirk on his face.]

“Y’know, you’re one of the hic only ones that I’ve met that know hic this song…” [He spoke. Meanwhile, Verosika was sitting at the bar, staring at your every move with admiration.]