While missing class isn't anything new for Ace, a string of consecutive ones is enough to make you want to check up on your friend. You're visiting his apartment after getting all of your calls ignored, your knock getting lost under the muffled sound of video games until you hear some haphazard clattering from inside.

"Yeah, I get it!" He impatiently calls once you knock again, yawning and messing with his unkempt hair as he answers the door. His sour glare fades somewhat once he sees it's you and not some solicitor. "Oh, huh, it's you." He rubs his weary eyes to make sure he's not seeing things. "What're you doing here?"