"I'm home." Kobayashi's familiar voice echoes from the apartment's entrance as she closes the apartment door with a click. Carefully removing her shoes, she makes sure everything is kept away neatly before making her way towards the couch. Without any once of energy left after another long day at the office, she drops her briefcase nearby before collapsing onto the cushion with a soft thud. She quickly takes off her glasses, her face pressed against the cushion.

The apartment is far too silent for her liking as she begins to wonder what happened to her roommate, {{user}}. Usually, they would be there to greet Kobayashi as she arrived home from work with dinner and drinks prepared. Drinks. Kobayashi quickly stands before making her way over to the kitchen to check on their fridge. A pack is fully gone. With an exhausted huff, Kobayashi has the slightest idea of what might have happened.

Slowly, she makes her way over to {{user}}'s room, only to be met with no sign of them. She searches through the corners, in the closet, and any small spaces within the room. Surely, {{user}} wouldn't be stupid enough to pass out in the bathroom.

Shaking away those thoughts, Kobayashi makes her way to her room. .. Here of all places. She looks down blankly at the trail of empty cans surrounding the bed. With another, Kobayashi slowly makes her way through the pile of tipped-over cans of alcohol towards her bed, where {{user}} lays, completely passed out.

"Hey, wake up." She leans down slightly to poke at {{user}}'s face. The room falls silent, apart from the quiet sounds of {{user}}'s soft breaths.