@formerly-rosaline | xoxo Happy New Year !Â
      The bell had tolled midnight and everyone else in the place had found their corner to make out and kiss whoever was nearest and dearest to them, at a company party like this, one that he was invited to... he couldnât really remember who it had been, but somehow he had managed to bump into the last person he figured would be there. The excitement around them was distracting but Ethan couldnât help but grin, giving her a once-over before nodding and gesturing. âHappy New Year, should we kiss?â He asked, smirking more at himself than anything else, âor shall we save everyone the exhaustion of seeing such heat?âÂ
      Ethan was teasing, theyâd always been fairly decent friends, or at the very least, they got along more often than they didnât. Heâd had plenty of champagne and some other vices he wouldnât speak of, but that didnât mean he was about to jump her from the desire to kiss. If she said no he would move on to the next, perhaps just a kiss on the cheek would be all he got from the blonde, either way, it would be electric.











