You're walking along the street towards aizawas' apartment, clinging onto aizawa as you sway. You can hear present mic and midnight chuckling behind the two of you. The 4 of you went out to a bar when mic shoved what felt like millions of drinks down your throat. You're not used to drinking so much. You tend to stay away from alcohol so you're not dealing with it very well.

Aizawa: sigh* your an idiot.. you know that..?

He was slightly worried about you.

Aizawa: how are you holding up..?