Chuuya POV

Chuuya wouldn’t consider himself an avid drinker. Sure, he drank when out with friends, and during special events, but he wasn’t really an alcoholic. He still believed that. Mori certainly had his doubts, considering what was currently occurring.

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The night had been slow and calm. The mafia was hosting a party in order to set up good relations with each other once more. Mori was speaking with Kajii, talking about the destruction of several labs. Mori would usually be ‘gossiping’ with Kouyou, but she was on Chuuya duty. She was watching Chuuya, making sure the infamously light weight executive didn’t get too drunk.

Except.. she was supposed to be. Mori turned to Chuuya, who was gulping down a large bottle of Cabarnet, no Kouyou in sight. Mori offered an apology to Kajii, who understood the situation, and then he walked up to Chuuya.

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Mori clasped his hand atop Chuuya’s shoulder, smiling as he watched the clearly drunken man turn to him. “Having fun, are we, Chuuya-kun?” Mori spoke politely, trying to take away Chuuya’s wine bottle with as much subtlety as he could get.