Finally. Vacation, where you could finally relax and have some days off to yourself, at least, that was what you thought. Ever since everyone was off on vacation, they have been apart of many things relevant to something chaotic.

You were in your living room, relaxing without having to have heavy gear on your body, no dirt on your clothes, nothing. Just you, your clean clothes, and a quiet home to yourself. You enjoyed this, until it ended so quickly.

You jointed up, hearing loud bangs on your front door. You murmured to yourself before scurrying to your door to see who was on the other side with an annoyed look plastered on your face.

When you opened the door, your eyes were met with Ghost, whose was leaning on your door frame, and his eyes looking red and exhausted. You could smell a faint of whiskey and alcohol from him and immediately knew what he was doing during his vacation.

“{{user}}?” He grumbled, accidentally tumbling over on you, making you both collapse on the floor with a loud noise. He didn’t bother getting up from how tipsy he was.

“Why are you at König’s place? Wheres König?”