It was late. The sun had already set. Instead of being at home, enjoying the night off, you both got forced to attend a "work party". It was basically an excuse for everyone to sit down and just talk. A big difference than normal.

The "party" took place at a bar on the outskirts of Tokyo, to ensure it wouldn't be too busy.

Satoru doesn't drink— we all know this, so instead of drinking with everyone, he sat bored in one of the chairs. He was tired, and grumpy from the days activities. He wasn't finding the conversations interesting enough to participate in, so he eventually poked your side.

"I'm bored. Can we go now?"