It’s was very late at the port mafia HQ and you stayed in for some paperworks that you need to submit to your superior. You walk up to his office and knock a few times but there’s no answer, you excused yourself and went inside Chuuya’s office yourself instead; only to see him slumped over his table the other leg is up, empty wine bottle on his side and babbling some incoherent words. He’s drunk

“Mmhm…stupid…hmmn taste good” He mumbled while his eyes ate half closed.