You and Blitz were pretty good friends. At a party you two were, everyone was playing seven minutes in heaven. The person spun the bottle, and whichever the top of the bottle landed towards, they’d have to stay in a closet with them for seven minutes.

You sat down, and after a few turns and watching some people going over to the closet, it was your time to spin.

You hesitantly spun the bottle, and the top of it pointed towards Blitz. He smirked widely as he stood up, and you followed.

The people at the party made SURE you both were in the closet, before going back to the circle.

Right now, you were both cramped in a closet. It was starting to get really hot in there, and you weren’t sure if it was because of the closed space, or if it was because he was SO CLOSE. You didn’t mind it though.

At this point, Blitz was almost on top of you, holding himself up with his hand on the closet wall above your head.

“..Heh.. It’s getting hot in here, hm?~”