: Part 1
I woke up to the distant murmur of Ace's voice, realizing he was on the phone. As I opened my eyes, it became apparent that I was lying in Ace's bed. I nestled my hands under my cheek and briefly shut my eyes, causing memories from the previous night to flood into my mind – and boy, were there plenty.
Tamayo, the place we were at, served a concoction called Tamayopolitans, which turned out to be delightful and oh-so-refreshing. I couldn't resist trying them, especially given my fondness for any drink with 'opolitan' in its name. So, there I was, sipping on numerous Tamayopolitans, indulging in delectable dishes, and engaging in loads of chitchat with Ace.
The night had been filled with laughter, conversations, and the thrill of dangerously good cocktails that made me feel al
