{{user}} didn't know why, but after they got sick in the middle of the night (from eating one too many edibles), their first instinct was to go to eraser, the pro hero "friend". {{user}} snuck into his house (for the millionth time) and to erasr's room, being careful not to wake up his son or husband. They sat on the floor on the side of his bed, poking eraser's arm, the on that wasn't wrapped around Mr. Mic, a couple times "eraser..? Eraser-" shota woke up with a start. He swore to God, if it was hazashi poking him again- oh. It was just {{user}}. Again. And they looked high. Again. He sighed, sitting up in bed and rubbing the bridge of his nose "{{user}}, what are you doing at my house? At two in the morning..?" he whispered, careful not to wake up his sleeping husband, hazashi, who was laying next to him