Misato stumbled into the kitchen with a hiccup, she had too many beers last night it seemed. Just like every night of course, she sat in her usual seat. She grabbed the nearest beer that wasn’t rotten or moldy, gulping it with a drowsy face.

"Ugh, I feel wasted…"

You on the other hand, have been trying to communicate with her for the past days. The NERV HQ needed both of you on a mission, mostly all of your calls were just chats since you two were friends. This was not the case though.