Grammar Nazis, do your thing.
Walking weakly on the side of the road, (Y/N)'s head throbbed as she remembered the drinks her supposed bestfried, Hinako Inui, made (Y/N) drink. It was only supposed to be one drink if someone didn't answer the question or didn't do the dare and yet every time (Y/N) refused to do so, Inui added one at every term.
As for why she was out partying, (Y/N) recently graduated from the National Culinary Academics of America (NCAA) or what she called hell for the past few years.
Not only that (Y/N) had only recently returned back to Japan where Inui immediately dragged her to party around.
Being a former Totsuki student, it wasn't hard for her to stay awake for a few days straight. However, with Inui's energy and the extremeness of the parties she was dragged into, it was a wonder how she was still standing, awake, and well, kind of sober.
Not only that, (Y/N) had no choice but to stay outside. After all, being 26 with no boyfriend, it wasn't rare for her to hear her mother's nagging about it.
The only thing she was bitter about was that even though the last party she went to was a reunion of her classmates from Totsuki, her crush, namely Shinomiya Kojiro didn't show up.
Now with the drinks that Hinako put a little something in, (Y/N) felt hammered, stupid and horny at the same time. While walking on the side of the road. She was sure that she would pleasure herself later in the night while moaning out her senpai's name.
While she was 'thinking' to herself, a honk forcibly extracted her from her daydreaming. Feeling quite annoyed, she looked to her right to see the face of a very vexed Shinomiya. Now feeling embarrassed, (Y/N) meekly said
"Shinomiya-senpai?"
"Yes, now get in the car."
(Y/N) could only usher herself to the seat beside her crush. 'Shotgun' she thought.
"Sorry for troubling you Shinomiya-senpai."
Still looking at the road with his glasses shining, it wasn't a mystery why (Y/N) was talking in a hushed demure tone. In her mind of course.
However in Shinomiya's ears, it sounded like she was yelli- no scratch that, hollering with a slight slur.
"Are you stupid?" He asked. "If it wasn't for your (H/C) colored hair, I wouldn't have recognized you. Besides, what were you doing under influence in the middle of the day? You were wobbling down the street."
Faced with the onslaught of questions, tipsy and yet still a little clear minded (Y/N) could only say
"Sorry senpai. Inui made me do so. You know how pushy she can be." While fiddling with her hands, she could only wish for Shinomiya to take her excuse.
Thinking of how stupid his cute kohai could be, Shinomiya Kojiro could only sigh while focusing his eyes on the road.
Soon, they reached a building with definitely more than a dozen floors. As Shinomiya was about to tell (Y/N) to get off, he caught sight of his kohai's awed face.
With his glasses flashing and his face reddening, he could only smile slightly while rushing towards the other side of the car to open the door.
"You live in here senpai?
(Y/N) could only ask breathlessly after a long period of silence as Shinomiya waited for her to stop gawking at the huge building.
"Yes. Now get a move on."
"Hai." (Y/N) said, still looking at the building.
After getting on the elevator, (Y/N) asked a question that went to her mind since they arrived.
"Senpai, why are we here?" She could only ask.
"To freshen you up and get you new clothes. Besides, you stink." Glasses flashing, Shinomiya looked unto the door of the elevator with impatience.
"Sorry senpai." Blushing flusteredly, (Y/N) could only continue apologizing.
"Tch, don't say sorry so much. It's annoying." Following Shinomiya's sentence was a ding. Signaling that they've reach the top floor.
"Hai..." Still blushing, (Y/N) followed Shinomiya out of the elevator and into the penthouse.
Once they were inside, (Y/N)'s senpai immediately went to what seemed like the kitchen of his living place.
"Did you eat something this morning?" Opening the gas, Shinomiya pulled out a pan from a cabinet full of duplicates of that one. Then he grabbed three eggs, a carrot, green onion, a small package of milk, and something else she didn't notice.
"Yes" (Y/N) answered however, the growl coming from her stomach was opposite of her response.
Shinomiya sighed, AGAIN, and said, "Sit on one of those stools. I'll make tamagoyaki."
"Hai!" With shining (Half-drunk) eyes, she obediently sat down the stool from behind the kitchen island, not taking her eyes off her senpai even just for one second.
Not more than ten minutes later, (Y/N) was stuffing her cheeks like a hamster with eyes shining like she just found the lost spices of Atlantis.
"Swempai, thish ish so good!"
Looking on with slight disgust, Shinomiya said
"Don't talk with your mouth full."
Not wanting to disobey her senior, (Y/N) could only nod.
