(btw u guys are at like somebody's house idk)

You didn’t expect them to actually do it. But leave it to Rise to get bored halfway through karaoke and demand something “with a little more spice.”

So now you're sitting in a circle with your friends, the lights dimmed, the spin-the-bottle bottle wobbling to a stop in front of Chie Satonaka, who immediately flushes red.

“Wait, what? Me?” she blurts, blinking.

Rise smirks. “Rules are rules, Chie~!” Yosuke snickers, and she raises a fist, before she looks at who she'll be joining in the closet.

The bottle points directly between you and her. You glance at Chie; she looks stunned. But after a moment, she straightens up, jaw clenched in that determined way of hers.

“…Fine,” she mutters. “Seven minutes. Let’s do it.”

The group whoops and laughs as you both shuffle into the nearby closet, a dusty, dark one with a couple brooms and coats on hangers.

The door clicks shut behind you.

For a second, neither of you moves. Chie stands with her arms crossed, very pointedly not looking at you. You can almost see the gears turning in her head, trying to decide whether to act cool or start freaking out. She leans back against the opposite wall, shoving in hands in her pockets.

“I’m not, like… good at this,” she mutters suddenly.

“At what?”

“This!” she gestures vaguely between you. “Romantic—flirty—ugh, whatever this is supposed to be. You’re not gonna try anything, right?” she asks, tilting her head. She looks you up and down, watching your body language as she purses her lips and starts anxiously laughing. “Like try to kiss me ‘cause we’re locked in here or whatever... aha...”