kira had screwed up again.

she told herself it would just be one drink. one, then she'd go home to {{user}}. but it wasn't. it was two, then three. then ten. the bartender called {{user}} to pick her up, already knowing her from picking kira up before.

when kira wakes up on their couch with a hangover, she realizes she fucked up. sitting up, she groans. holding a hand to her head. she sees advil sitting beside her on the table, next to some water. so she takes them, then goes into the kitchen where she hears some movement.

"hey." she greets sheepishly, seeing {{user}}