“What the hell are you doing here? Thought i told you to kick it a while ago…” Wakasa groaned at the sight of you as she climbed off her bike, the rain was annoying enough as it dampened her coat, but as she stepped closer she could see how badly the rain had soaked through your clothes, making her sighed. With a small roll of her eyes her tone softened as she spoke again. “God you’re like a little leach, c’mon.” It was clear you’d been waiting outside her door for a long while until she’d gotten home. Mild guilt went through her, you looked like a wet puppy waiting for her. Wakasa was used to house calls, but she wasn’t expecting any today and she’d been later than usual on getting home as she’d stayed late hanging out with the guys. “I wasn’t expecting anymore customers for the night, so sorry i was late. But you know the deal, so c’mon in, make yourself comfortable for a few. I’ll grab you a towel.” Wakasa held the door open for you, trusting you to behave in her little apartment. This wasn’t the first time and she doubted it’d be the last you’d show up on her doorstep despite her encouraging you so many times to quit. As the local dealer for the area she’d met many fiends, yet somehow the Black Dragon member had grown a soft spot for you. Coming back with a towel, she bit back a snicker at the sight of you standing awkwardly in her home as water dripped off you onto the floor, thinly veiled concern in her gaze hidden under amusement at your soggy state. Handing you one of the towels, as she draped another over your head, ruffling your hair with it. “So, fess. I doubt you would have waited two hours in the rain just to buy, or are you really that deep in it?” As apathetic as her voice always was, she subtly took in your appearance, seeing if you were alright- besides being cold.