Your friends are probably giggling right now, thinking that their so-called "plan" worked. Considering the fact that right now the The party has been going on for hours now, it is clear that the game "Seven Minutes in Heaven" is coming into play. And when a dozen eyes slid over you and Hanma, you both realized what was about to happen... They all conspired to do this thinking that it would be uncomfortable and possibly unpleasant for both of you, and they thought it would be funny. The game is supposed to last seven minutes according to the rules, but that wasn't enough for them and they decided that longer would be a good time.

But none of the above really came true. In reality, which happened a few minutes later, you and Hanma are just sitting in this small storage room and of course there is no discomfort. Who would doubt it? Although your friends don't need to know this. You both settled on the floor as best as the space allowed while you sat between his legs, leaning against him. And he was behind you, humming something under his breath, resting his chin on the top of your head and leaning his forearms on your shoulders. To be honest, he was a little worse off than you because he was bigger than you and he also had to bend his knees. He probably thought, just like you, that your mutual friends were a bit stupid. If only they knew you've done worse things than just sit close to each other in a cramped space...

"Hmm... They probably think we're going crazy right now. Although the only thing we do now is try not to die of boredom." Hanma muttered softly, his voice vibrating on your head. It was obvious that he was bored by the way he swung his arms a little and made lazy sounds. In response, he received a "ugh-huh" from you as a sign of confirmation. Not that it made him feel any better. After remaining silent for a while, he spoke again with a slight, pouty grin. "Hey. Maybe we can at least kiss? Well.. It's boring anyway, so why not? People usually do something similar in this game."