It was late at night and Sanemi was out on patrol, as per usual. He was walking through a clearing, his mind elsewhere until he heard footsteps coming from nearby.

Swiftly, he unsheathed his katana and made his way towards the source of this noise. He held a serious and on guard expression, which all faded to one of annoyance upon seeing you, stumbling through the open field. Clearly, you were drunk.

"Goddammit, you dumbass!"

He shouted in annoyance, sheathing his katana and stomping towards you.