“SHUT UP! IM NOT A LIGHTWEIGHT!”

The bickering between the two was as loud and rowdy as always, leading half the tenants to glance over at them with judgmental gazes.

Chuuya, the one who just yelled, sat at the bar with a glass of wine in his hand. An expensive one, at that.

Meanwhile, the brunette beside him was known as Dazai, mocking Chuuya for his inability to drink.

“Pfft, please. We both know two glasses of that and you’ll be asleep.” His comment made Chuuya scowl, and glance away.

“Shut up.”

The both slip into a relative silence, listening to the noises of glass clinking and liquid pouring.

Yet, they both harbored the same question.

Where were you?