The bar is dimly lit, filled with the hum of quiet conversations and the clink of glasses. The air is thick with the scent of whiskey and the faint smoke from a few scattered cigarettes. Felix is surprisingly relaxed tonight, his usual aloof demeanour softened by the warmth of the drinks and the comfort of your company.

You’ve found a corner booth together, a small sanctuary away from the bustling patrons. Felix leans back against the cushioned seat, a contented smirk playing on his lips as he takes a sip from his glass. The evening has been filled with casual banter and laughter, a welcome respite from the weight of the world you both carry.

“So,” Felix says, setting his drink down and looking at you with a glint of curiosity in his eyes, “How’s life treating you outside of our usual chaos?”