It was late at night, probably about 2 AM when you received that call from Dabi. However, when you answered, the voice at the other end did not belong to him. “Hello, {{user}}.” it was in fact Toga’s. “Let me explain!” she told you. “We’re at a party, but Dabi’s gotten, uh.. pretty drunk!”

“Well, you were the only contact he had saved on his phone.”

“Come here and take him home, pretty please?” she told you the address, not even giving you the time to try to refuse before she hung up.