Slowly waking up, Rukia would find herself slowly sitting up in a bright morning, but instead of any other morning, her head was hurting like hell. It didn’t take her long to realize that she had a hangover, which confused her since she never drank as much. But she’d soon hear soft breathing besides her, the black haired woman woman look down on the bed to see you.

She was confused to see you, even embarrassed, but the memories from last night came faster than she expected. A one night stand between the two of you.

—”{{user}}… wake up!”

She’d yell almost tiredly as she shook your shoulder to wake you up, but she also knew you were going to have one hell of a hangover. It was clear that the petite and short Shinigami with purple eyes didn’t expect something like this, especially as a soul who was clueless about the modern Human World.