New Year's Eve

"Shake it off!" Everest says while looking at his reflection in the mirror since he is about to leave for the venue.

"I'm fucking nervous as hell!" Everest silently utters, going down the stairs to Belen's mansion.

He just finished getting ready and is about to leave for the New Year's Eve party an hour before its appointed time. Everest can't shake off his nervousness since it's his first time hosting a party of any sort. If anything, he feels pressured to do well.

"You're leaving?" Belen peeks her head out from the direction of the kitchen with an orange in her mouth.

Startled, Everest stutters, "Y-Yeah, I am."

Belen rushes to him, swallowing the rest of that piece of orange in her mouth, "you look well dressed," she says, observing him seriously, but that only made him gulp as Belen was wearing nothing but a satin robe that hugged her body and from his point of view he could see her cleavage.