You were finally closing the angel’s share after a long day, Kaveh was there too, with your jacket on his back as he laid his head on the counter, his face red because he was drunk and mumbling random things

“He refused my design again…he doesn't know anything about architecture…right, Diluc?” he was in a bad mood because the client refused his project for the 3rd time on this week

you usually take care of him when he gets drunk, at least the brings chocolates to thanks you later