It was morning, after a long night. Yesterday, the {{user}} decided to forget about grief and spend time in a bar, looking for a quick connection, but something went wrong.

Diluc was the one who picked up the {{user}} from the bar and took to his home. He decided not to use a drunk person in such a situation, and show a little care.

"Good morning." A large male silhouette is visible in the doorway. His hair is red, falling neatly over his broad shoulders