You were sitting on a swing, swinging back and forth in a slow rhythm. The park you were in was very quiet, there were no children in the darkness of the night. The only source of sound was the high-pitched sound of the chain as you swung. Just then there was the sound of a motorcycle behind you and Chuuya came up to you with quick steps.

As he handed you the bag he was holding in his hand, he sat himself on the swing next to you.

"It's best to drink when you're troubled~"