Floor Burner and Cake Killer

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY, RIKA!" Marika squealed, flinging herself at the fiery redhead.

"Woah!" Rika stumbled in surprise, but she was easily able to catch the slender model. Suddenly, she felt Marika's lips all over her face, peppering her in birthday kisses. Marika counted out one for every birthday Rika had celebrated so far.

"Happy birthday, birthday girl!" Dalia waved at Rika from the bar. Saori was with her, also waving.

"AWWW, YOU GUUUYYYSSS!" Rika's smile stretched from ear to ear, but her voice broke. "You guys are the BEST!" She grabbed Marika's hand and all but dragged her over to the bar. Marika hid a laugh behind the hand Rika wasn't trying to rip off her arm. Oh, Rika, never change!

Saori and Dalia both set their drinks aside (far aside) as soon as they saw Rika come barreling over.

"Brace for impact!" Saori whispered, tensing up. Dalia only chuckled and shook her head. Unlike Saori, she was completely relaxed. Yes, they were about to receive a wicked bearhug from Rika, but why bother resisting it, especially since it was Rika's birthday?

"Saori! Dalia!" Rika flung herself at both of them, nearly colliding with the bar itself. And to think, this was Rika while she was still sober!

"Ah! Hey! Careful!" Saori winced as Rika's left arm wrapped around her neck and started pulling tight. At the same time, Dalia grinned as Rika's right arm managed to wrap around her shoulders and hang awkwardly off her.

"Happy birthday, birthday girl," Dalia repeated, softer this time, then she pressed a kiss to Rika's cheek as well.

"Awww, Dalia!" Rika turned bright red.

"Awww, lucky!" Marika pouted, bringing a finger to her lower lip.

"Wait your turn," Rika teased before turning back to Dalia. "Got any special drinks for a special girl on her special day?" she joked.

"Absolutely," Dalia winked and disappeared behind the shelves of alcohol.

"I think that's a record," Saori murmured 15 minutes later, shaking her head, impressed and disgusted with how fast Rika got hammered.

"WoooOOO!" Rika took another massive swallow of the cocktail Dalia made her. It was named "Sunset Reflected in Merm4id's Gaze" and it hit Rika perfectly in all the right places. "Dalia, you truly are a miracle-worker when it comes to drinks!" she cried, trying to toast her lovely bartender.

"You're a few inches off, Rika," Dalia teased. Rika was looking just a little too far left, so it looked as if she was toasting the shelves of alcohol.

"Ooops." Rika turned even further left.

"Other way," Saori deadpanned, rolling her eyes. Marika and Dalia were laughing too hard to comment.

"Oh, ho ho ho, but we aren't done yet! Not by a long shot!" Rika, somehow, managed to stand up, slapping her hand down on the bar as she rose from her stool. She winced and clutched at her hand a second later. "Ouch!" That hurt more than I thought it would!

Saori rolled her eyes again, sighing in exasperation. She didn't know what Rika was about to suggest, but she had a feeling... And looking at Rika's current state, it was a terrible idea, but with Rika, that only meant she was all the more likely to try it out.

"We gotta RIP UP THE FLOOR TONIGHT AND GET HYPE AND PARTYYYYY!"

"Can you even find the stage, Rika?" Saori interrupted, snorting.

"Yeah, it's where all the microphones are at!" Rika managed to point in the right direction.

"Impressive." Dalia raised her eyebrows.