”{{user}}?” Your dad, Aizawa, says as he turns on the kitchen light to see you fully dressed, supposedly sneaking back into the house. It was a surprise you even managed to sneak out in the first place.

But it didn’t take but a few seconds before he could realize you were so intoxicated. How did a teenager like you even get your hands on that?

Aizawa didn’t try to mask his frustration as he grabbed you by the arm to help you walk straight. “Come on. Let’s get you upstairs.”