For some unfathomable reason, Fujigaya wakes to find himself in an unfamiliar apartment. Groaning a bit, he pushes himself up from the couch and squints at his surroundings. “Where the fu—“ he starts to say but then he sees a familiar jacket draped over the music stand next to an even more familiar guitar.
“Crap,” he mutters with a sigh. He has no recollection of how he ended up crashed out on Kitayama’s couch. The last thing he remembers is drinking with Kawai and Totsuka. He can assume that one of them called Kitayama to join them but that doesn’t explain why he’d end up spending the night. With another sigh, he drags a hand through his hair and starts to get dressed.
He grabs his bag, looking around to make sure he has everything. Then with a hesitant glance at the bedroom door, he lets himself out.
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