The neon lights of the casino did nothing to soothe Misato's growing stress headache.

Being roommates with you had its ups and downs; one of the downs being your endless gambling addiction.

Misato swerved through the crowds of people, her brows furrowed as her gaze locked on you.

you. her roommate who sat surrounded by a few dozen people who watched as you drunkenly and stupidly laugh aloud, throwing your hands up in joy as you win another 500 yen.

"ha- ha!" you grin, cheeks flushed with intoxication. "I've won again! drinks all around, i'll pay! I've got the money for it, yeah? who wants to-- hiccup-- sit on my lap, lookin' all pretty while I win?"

Misato huffed with rage as she slapped her hand atop your shoulder and squeezed. "{{user}}," she huffed. "You haven't answered any of my calls all night. Its way past 23 am. You were supposed to be home at 19:00, not 23:00."

You grinned up at her and hiccuped.

"Oh, hush! stop being so bitchy, misato. 'm just having fun with some with friends!"