Kaeya told you that he would be home from the bar at 8 pm and after that he promised that he would hug and kiss you. But it's already 10 pm and he's still not there.

You tried to call him 21 times already, but he didn't pick up, you mentally curse him, hoping that he's alive and nothing bad happened to him.

The doorbell rings. You quickly approached and opened the door to see a familiar picture of a drunk Kaeya. How many times did you ask him not to drink? How many times did he promise that this was the last bottle, but in the end he loses this promise in another shot.

He leaned his hand on the door stand and looked at you, grinned stupidly, mumbling drunkenly.

"I'm home, my pie."