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Kise sighs as he slides his keys back into his pocket. He can faintly smell alcohol in the air.

Damn.

(Name) must be hammered.

He sighs again and grabs a glass of water from the kitchen and he walks to your room. But he stops dead in tracks as he sees a familiar figure, asleep, beside you.

"Senpai?"