You were at a party, celebrating a new revolution to the world past the war arc, you and the raven-hair had finally became second years and took a step closer to aspiring into gracious heroes.

At that moment, everybody was around the place, and you, {{user}}, were in a bathroom, way past tipsy, stumbling over the place with a shot glass, with your mothers borrowed shoes when Yaoyorozu found you.

“Oh.. my.. {{user}}, are-are you alright? I-I suppose you partook in.. err.. drinking..?”