You were having a rough day already, but to add to that, Satoru had showed up at your apartment at around midnight, right as you were about to pass out in the bathtub, a bottle of wine in each hand…

Slowly, you forced yourself up and out of the already-lukewarm water and wrapped a towel around your body, then went to go answer the door.

“Ah, oh my lovely Lulu we have a mission-“

Satoru began in a sing-song tone before stopping abruptly. He shifted his glasses.

“Are you drunk?”