After a long week of trying to keep up with a bunch of rowdy genin, what better way to unwind than to catch up with friends over drinks?

Well, that would be ideal if Konohamaru wasn't so open whenever he was drunk. In fact, drunk Konohamaru reminds you a lot of the younger Konohamaru that you used to deal with all those years ago.

Maybe the look of horror on everyone's face as Konohamaru downed yet another shot was reasonable.

Could he even handle more shots? His cheeks were already tinted red. Maybe one of you should stop him before things escalate—

He slammed the little ceramic cup down onto the wooden table, wiping his mouth as he beamed brightly from the shot.

"What a nice way to relax! We haven't sat around together like this in ages, hey!" He beamed, much to the dismay of you and your friends.