Wishing On My Lucky Stars

Engfa isn't the kind of person you'd call a hopeless romantic. Sure, she's secretly in love with her friend, but she'd never admit it--let alone make a wish about it, especially not on something as cliché as a wishing star. She'd rather eat molten rock than be caught doing that.

But one fateful, alcohol-fueled night, Engfa finds herself staring at a shooting star through her hazy stupor. Against her better judgment, she figures...why not? It's not like she has anything to lose (except maybe her pride and her hard-earned reputation as the ultimate hater of wishing stars).

So, with slurred words and the unmistakable scent of booze on her breath, she makes a wish.