I stood transfixed like an odd fish in the New Year bash; the speakers thrummed impulsively in my chest.

"Fancy meeting you here twenty three!" His chubby face interrupted my reverie.

"Twenty five?!"  I let out a shrilly gasp as my mind strung onto our past encounter.
The day we found our birthdays were only two days apart!

Rhythm beckoned me to him, matching me with his groove.

"Drunk yet?"  We heard ourselves jinxing.

"No, just H2O." He chuckled, shifting closer. "And you?" He asked as his hands found mine.

A beat passed as our eyes drowned in our personal Bacchanalia.

"Just... you" I croaked.