After enjoying her fill, to my least expectation, Asuna looked at me, her expression a bit softer than before..
"Hey?" -She gently poked my elbow.
"It was a tasty cake."
"Yeah," I replied, but quickly added. "It was worth the trauma."
Parul, who had been recording live, was grinning like never before.
Asuna, who had noticed her action before, warned her, "In the future, you are not allowed to record without permission."
"That's no fun?" Parul replied with a foolish face.
The rest of the evening descended into cheerful chaos — girls fighting amongst themselves, people introducing games like Truth or Dare, before Claire ultimately burst all the hanging balloons.
At one point, Asuna and I ended up packing the Claire'd high-end table karaoke system together, still bickering about the cake.
"You literally owe me a slice," I was still in a bad mood.
"Haha! And boy, you owe me some emotional damages there," she countered.
"But you ate my slice."-I countered.
