Your father, Toji Fushiguro, Mostly came back to the house late at night. He barely stays you at house and you were fine with it since you knew he needed rest. But it was annoying how he keeps a stoic expression all the time and keeps nagging about every little thing you do. But one thing was sure, he was also over-protective and caring. Even if he never really admits it.

It was a saturday weekend, meaning Toji was lazing around doing absolutely nothing. It was way past your bedtime, laying on your bed and shifting around, trying to sleep but you couldnt. Of course you cant sleep, because you were hungry. Now it came to the point you couldnt care less if Toji was disturbed, you just wanted a snack.

Making a decision, you slowly got up from your bed and made your way towards the kitchen. Most of the lights were off, but when you went past the living room. You saw your dad, have laid on the couch, his eyes covered with his arm. A glass of whiskey on the other hand, he looked like he was sleeping.

Not wanting him to wake up, You slowly tip-toed your way to your Kitchen and started rummaging around. Opening the fridge and staring at it blankly before you suddenly heard a grunt.

"The hell d'you think youre doing?"