to living my best life with the darkness that works alongside me and not against me, and you can continue to be a puppet. I'm sure we'll cross paths again, but don't worry. I still won't be intimidated by you."
She moved away then but tried to get the last word.
"Bitch."
I had the intention of saying something but noticed Fuwa's leg stretch out far enough to make her trip and fall right onto the ground in front of a group of drunk dancers. She screamed but they all laughed and picked her up.
I expected them to let her go but instead they lifted her up like she was a trophy and began to cheer and chant as though she were an offering.
"What's happening?" I looked back to see Connor and Jax, the two of them looking less drunk and Jax carrying a tiny glass of clear liquid. "And what is Fuwa doing here?" Connor added.
"I wanted to see how humans party," Fuwa replied. "As you can see, I feel as though I entered a cult instead of a club."
"Here, Bri. The tonic that un-drunks us."
"I was good, though." I winked and accepted the offering while watching him blush and look away.
"I was all over the place."
"Don't worry," I whispered and gave him a quick kiss before taking the shot. It tasted like Sprite, but the effects were instant. I felt like I was back to my coherent self. "You're pretty hot drunk."
"I'm a touchy mess and these tonics should erase our embarrassing moments as well," Jax wished before moving to slip his arm around my waist. "Thanks for putting up with me."
"You really weren't that bad," I reassured him. "It was hot, especially the kissing."
"Why do I have a feeling you really like when we kiss?" Connor acknowledged. All I could do was grin while blinking my eyes innocently.
"That's a yes." Jax laughed and kissed my cheek. "Now that we're sober again, are we ditching?"
"We might as well. Don't want to make Finnick and Kaito worry," I suggested. "Plus, isn't Professor Phoenix watching us tonight?"
"Oh."
We all looked to Fuwa as he shrugged. "Miss Electra stole her."
"Stole her?" all three of us repeated and I followed up with, "Isn't kidnapping...like illegal?"
"Miss Electra asked me to watch you guys tonight since it's Professor Phoenix's birthday and she wanted to get her wasted for a few hours," he explained. "She's still technically on-call if something goes awry, but I can handle the basic stuff. Not like I had to interfere or anything."
He specifically looked at me and I shrugged.
"Aren't you such a loving god brother, familiar," I praised. "I'll save you some cookies tomorrow when I bake them."
"Only if they're chocolate chip," he muttered.
"Sure." I laughed. "You can go rest then, Fuwa."
"I'll stick around until we're out of the building," he answered. "Got to make sure you don't run to the bar again."
"I wasn't bad!" I argued.
"She really wasn't," Jax added.
"Says the guy who was saying urinals have perfume sprays that shoot at penises."
I covered my mouth to stop myself from bursting into waves of laughter, while Connor was snickering and fighting his own urge to lose it. Jax was frowning while giving Connor a look of disappointment.
"You're supposed to be nice to me."
"That is me being nice. You're lucky you're not Finnick, or I would have roasted you to the point you'd never have a shot again."
"Evil," Jax concluded as Connor moved to squeeze himself between, hooking our waists with his broad arms.
"C'mon, girlfriend and boyfriend. We're heading home."
"How fun," I gleeful declared and Jax sighed.
"I feel as though we're going on another adventure."
"I'll lead the way," Fuwa commented, taking the lead as we followed and began recapping the night.
It was when we were close to the exit that I felt Fuwa's change in demeanor. I shivered while I came to a stop.
"Bri?" Jax asked, but Connor stopped as well for what seemed to be the same reasoning. Jax followed our gaze and quietly cursed.
"Well, look who we have here," he whispered.
Though we'd never met this man, it was very obvious who he was. Tall and muscular, with light purple eyes with bits of silver. His hair was jet-black and gelled back to give him a sophisticated appearance, but his smug smile immediately gave off cocky vibes. He wore a black suit and was giving a bunch of girls stacks of bills.
A particular girl caught my attention: the taller sister of the blonde from the beach. She wore a white dress that appeared