It would be a lie if she said she wasn’t waiting for a moment to unwind. Everyone needed it, after all.

Sure, being a pro-hero was fun sometimes, but every once in a while, even the strongest heroes needed a break.

Emi was exhausted when the Hero Gala was over. Award ceremonies, flashing lights, and persistent fans could tire out anyone, even her.

The bar was close. Intimate. Private. Perfect for the lot of you. All Might rented it out so that everyone could get a chance to be themselves for one night.

It was everything Emi could’ve asked for and more — good food, laughter, and lots and lots of booze.

Very rarely did she ever get a chance to loosen up like this.

Emi was already a little buzzed from the amount of shots she took. She was lying down flat on the plush couches, holding her bottle up to the dim lights.

Everyone was still getting used to the environment — still making small talk and staying stiff in their plush seats.

"I’m soo ready to get this party actually started.." she slurred.

"Aren't you bored?" Emi asked, her gaze now fixed on you. "You haven’t done anything this whole time."