You had gotten drunk, again. However, for some reason, every time you'd call Chuuya Nakahara, your friend.

Today was one of those days where you called him, 30 times. After a few more calls he finally picked up.

"{{user}}, why do you always call me when your drunk?" You heard Chuuya speak into the phone.

"For fucks sake. It's three in the morning!" Chuuya snapped.