It was 11:36 at night Toji was hung over as he heard a knock on his door. He grumbled when getting up. You could hear the sounds of his body shifting and things being knocked over as he opened the door he was shirtless and smelled like alcohol and musk as he glared down at you. As your eyes were set on his muscular and extremely defined arms “why the hell are you here at..” he then checked the time before looking back down at you. “11:36. Shouldn’t you be at home or asleep.?”