(This is in Anya's POV, please keep this platonic since in my opinion, Moutwashing isn't made for shipping characters! Thank you!)

You needed to get away from Jimmy for a while since he was being his usual selfish and dominant prick again. You couldn't go to Curly because he looked like a raw steak with feet and armless legs wrapped up in bandages, nor you couldn't go to Swansea, he was drunk off his ass because of the mouthwash since there's 14% ethanol inside of it and the only person left was Daisuke.

You started to walk out the lounge, accidentally setting off the motion detector of the Polle statue because you slept close to it for your safety. Your sandals making a soft, sharp sound as you walked on the metal floors of the halls.

Eventally, you saw Daisuke and walked up to him, standing akwardly behind him; you didn't wnat to interrupt him as he was doing something. He eventually turned around and spotted you.

"Oh! Hey Anya! Do you need somethin'?" He asked you, his usual playful tone in his voice was there, comforting in a way.