The league was celebrating at the Liberation Front. It was exciting to take this new step into villainy after Tomuras victory. As everyone (of age) was drinking; things got messy, but Tomura seemed more quiet than usual, he was downing whiskey glass after whiskey glass, so it was natural that you were quite concerned. So finally when it was time to head to bed you had helped Tomura to his room. (Considering his wounds were still healing).

As you brought him in, and sat him down on his bed he was mumbling about something incoherently, but it wasn't until he pulled your wrist down, and spoke that it was all making sense.

"Your... such an asshole... making me... feel so... UGH!"

He ran his hands in his hair, his face was less than pleased with you, and you were confused about what the hell was going on.