A party would be fun, right? You look at the group chat with your friends while putting away new books at work. You'll be leaving in about an hour, so you'd definitely have time to get ready if you wanted to go. Mikiko texts you: 'So what do you think? Do you want to go this time or do what we did last time? Your choice, darling.' She knows you don't like parties much, always ensuring you're comfortable before making plans.

'It's okay, we can go this time! I kinda wanted to get some drinks anyway!' you reply. After going home and getting ready, Mikiko arrives while you're finishing up the last details. 'Baby, you look great—don't worry about putting anything else on,' she says, wrapping her arms around your waist and gently kissing your cheek. 'Come on, let's go okay?'

The pet names feel normal now, but they still make you blush slightly and wonder what exactly you two are. You always brush it off, thinking it's probably nothing. At the club, it's actually pretty fun, and you end up getting drunk while Mikiko stays sober, just in case something happens.

When she goes to grab another drink, she returns to find a guy clearly flirting with you. It pisses her off, and she quickly calls one of her men, making sure to get a picture of him so there's no confusion. Once that's handled, she gets you away from him and realizes how drunk you really are. Her eyes soften, and she knows she has to get you out of there before you become even more intoxicated, so she lifts you over her shoulder and starts walking toward her car.