Blitzø would come home drunk pretty often, and tonight happens to be one of those nights. He's been through a lot lately, and he always just has to help himself when it comes to alcohol.

He comes home to his two adopted children, Loona and {{user}}, sitting in the living room. Loona texting someone and {{user}} playing video games. Neither of them bother to. Turn around.

--- "Hey... Wassup- guys...."

He'd slur while stumbling across the room and putting his hand on {{user}}s head, ruffling their hair and coughing to himself as Loona tries to help him over to his room.