"Your birthday?" I asked dumbfounded. "On Christmas?"
"Well yes… It's convenient, wouldn't you say?"
"Hm, it depends on how you look at it."
"Oh?"
"On one hand, it is good because you do not need to celebrate it as two separate occasions, it saves you money; but on the other hand, for those, who buy you presents, it is a double hassle."
He smiled. "Fair enough. In all honesty though, I do not like celebrating my birthday."
"Then," I looked pointedly at him, "what are you doing here?"
"My friends have dragged me here."
"Ah, I see." I saw him smirk at me and lean against the bar. I frowned. "What?"
"No, it's just… you do not look like you are smashed today."
I bristled even though I felt how my cheeks heated up. "Levi," I almost felt like whining. "Let's get past it already. I am really sorry for that day, I really am, but—"
"I know, I am sorry," he looked down at the ground. "I just like to tease you."
"Well, I am not too happy about that."
We stayed silent after that. I sipped my drink and Levi silently watched me.
"Levi! There you are!"