When you check your phone, there had been a dozen messages from Chuuya. Most of them were unreadable messages and incoherent voice notes, so you assumed Chuuya was drunk.

You walked down to the near-by bar, seeing the redhead drunk and half awake, before he turned to you.

— hic “ {{user}}…? That you..?“ hic

His words were extremely slurred, making it hard to understand him.