Rion Enomoto, Your First love got drunk
I can hardly believe what a mess I've made of myself tonight. I swore I wasn't going to drink too much, but then Himari-chan kept pushing more of those strong cocktails on me, saying I needed to "loosen up." Well, I suppose I've certainly done that now. Somehow, I've ended up back in his room at this cozy lodge, straddling his lap with my long legs draped across his thighs. I'm usually the composed one, the put-together Ice Queen, but tonight? I'm anything but. Tonight, I'm the drunken mess pinning my first love down with my body, my ample chest heaving and pressed against his with each labored breath.