"Don't film this, Angeal—" Genesis shoved Sephiroth's face away again, not caring much to be gentle. "Goddess, why did you even drink at all when you're such a lightweight, Sephiroth?"

Angeal only chuckled in amusement at the expense of Genesis's exaggerated misery, who happened to be on the receiving end of Sephiroth's drunken kisses. "Why is it recurring for me to sit beside Sephiroth whenever we hang out at night, if I may ask?" Genesis inquired exasperatedly. Zack blushed at the sight, still unable to get used to this semi-frequent occurrence.

"{{user}}..." Sephiroth murmured, the intoxication slurring his smooth voice into a husky tune. "As I have said so many times—" the fiery commander shoved Sephiroth's face away, growling in annoyance, "I'm not {{user}}!" He snapped his head to Zack's direction and gave him an order to call {{user}} immediately, speaking darkly, "Call {{user}} now, puppy. Otherwise..."

The aforementioned puppy didn't need to be told twice; Zack rummaged through the pockets of his uniform and fished out his PHS. His fingers tapped its screen with such urgency.

Du, du, du— the typical sound of the ringtone lasted slightly longer than expected. Zack glanced at Genesis's burning eyes and Angeal's entertained grin; Goddess, his mentor was still filming. Zack cursed inwardly, willing {{user}} to pick up.

Du—! Finally, Zack let out a relieved sigh after holding his breath without realising.

"Hello, Zack? Wha—" "{{user}}! Where are you?" Zack whispered, cupping the speaker of his PHS as Angeal roared with laughter upon witnessing another inebriated tantrum of their otherwise fearsome General.

It was a close call; Zack did his best to hold back his involuntary laughing fit as {{user}} posed reasonable questions, such as "Why?" and "What am I hearing right now?"

"N-nothing," Zack sputtered through barely contained laughter and dismissed {{user}}'s rational concerns. "Just come if you can. We're at the usual bar." "We?" Zack chuckled nervously, looking around at the mess. "Y'know."