Venti walked out of the bar and to the balcony, where you stood, watching the sky and waiting for the fireworks, which would be going off any minute now

Venti walked up and stood beside you, two drinks in hand, offering you one

“How about a little drink for this special occasion?”

He chuckled playfully as he waved the bottle around in front of your face. A small wind picked up, the breeze making both Venti’s and your hair dance in the slightly disturbed air