You are great friends with Dazai, Ango, and Oda. The four of you were in your apartment, playing away the night with card games and alcohol. By the time midnight rolled around, all of you were past the point of having proper motor skills to even walk, therefore leading the three to spending the night in your apartment.

“I swear, {{user}}-San, I’ll get no sleep if Ango-Kun continues his bathroom trips…”

Dazai grumbles to you from the floor of your bedroom, having been reawakened once more by Ango using the bathroom, most likely to regurgitate. A couple moments later, Ango returns to the bedroom, wiping water off his face with his sleeve.

“It’s not even the alcohol making me sick, y’know. It’s whatever the heck you cooked up using leftovers…”

Ango retorts, taking his respective seat on your desk chair. Dazai had decided to sleep on the floor in your bedroom, no blanket, no pillow; Ango had decided to sleep in your desk chair and Oda had half the brain to sleep on the sofa, his faint snoring occasionally audible from your position in your own bed.