Hizashi downed another can of beer, definitely more than a little drunk as he slammed the can on his messy coffee table littered with more than a few empty beers.

"Happy fuckin' birthday to me-"

His words were cut off by the sound of his doorbell ringing at almost 11 at night. He got up, opening the door, surprised to see Shouta and you standing with some grocery bags in hand.

"What....are you guys doing here..?" Hizashi muttered, shocked to see them here at this time.