open to any masc muse! it's new year's eve and our muses are best friends who might've drank a little too much at a nye party ... and confusingly kiss at midnight.
"it's not like i care that i'm entering another year single," emel lied to his best friend as he mindlessly played with the straw of his drink, hopelessly staring at the contents like it would give him some inspiration. "all i'm saying is that it'd be nice to have someone to kiss at midnight for once." his gaze shifted up towards the tv mounted on the wall as he saw the 1-minute countdown begin.















