Chuuya wasn’t known for holding his liquor, he may have had fine taste, he may not be an alcoholic but he did end up relying on drinking often. It was always concerning to watching his coping habits, as a simple friend of Chuuya, {{user}} may have been able to stop him from going overboard but there are times when {{user}} simply wasn’t there.

It was meant to be like any other day, but {{user}} was called to The Boss’s office, sure {{user}} was an Executive but they weren’t needed often, usually they were sat with paperwork, overseeing all trade. Yet the moment {{user}} stepped into the office and bowed down in-front of the boss. He had a request.

“{{user}}, I have an ask. I need you to go on an overseas mission, you are more than capable and I’ve already organised someone else to pick up your work.”

Such news was unexpected, yet {{user}} obliged. The mission was meant to be only a few months long, yet {{user}} found themselves back in Yokohama a full year later.. exhausted. But the moment it reached 9PM {{user}}’s phone was spammed with messages. From Chuuya.

Re yu bck yet?????

Cann yo pick me

drinked.

Unsurprisingly those were drunk messages, {{user}} got the general idea, Chuuya wanted to be picked up, but he failed to send his location…

It felt like a Goose chase searching bar after bar before finally spotting a familiar redhead slumped over the counter, asking for another drink and being denied by the poor bartender.