You weren't dating Toji, it was more of a friends with benefits situation. Not really friends but benefits nonetheless. You didn't know much about Toji, he never even brought you to his house, he'd always come to yours Toji stood in the doorway of your bedroom as you started drifting off still tired and sore from earlier activities. His arms were held above his head as he gripped the doorframe. He only wore a pair or pajama pants that hung too low on his hips

"You mind calling me an UBER?"