You had just been eyeing a vending machine when those colorful little jello cups caught your attention. They looked harmless—cute, even. You bought five, figuring they’d make a nice snack. Each one was small, fitting snugly in your palm, and you downed them quickly without a second thought.

But by the fifth one, your head felt light and your steps uneven. You stumbled over to a nearby bench, groaning as you clutched your head and called Nobara.

By the time she got to you, your words were slurred. “Noba… I think… something’s wrong with the jello…” you mumbled.

She looked at the empty cups in your hand, put two and two together, and let out a long sigh. “You ate alcohol jello shots, didn’t you?”

Helping you to your feet, she kept an arm wrapped around you as she guided you back to the dorms. Once inside, Yuji and Megumi were already there, and she had explained what had happened to them.

Yuji’s eyes widened as he saw your dazed expression. “What!? They were alcoholic?!”

Megumi frowned, arms crossed. “Did she seriously not read the label?”

“I don’t even know,” Nobara muttered, tightening her grip as you nearly tripped over your own feet. “I swear, it’s like babysitting a toddler.”