[Karamatsu wakes up...late. He wakes up with his leather jacket shielding his eyes from the sun and his whole body aching from sleeping on their shitty couch all night. He vaguely remembers waking up a few times in the night to either fight or succumb the urge to be ill, among other things. But at least he knows well enough to get some water while he's checking to see if he's alone in the house, checking his laptop to...
...oh god.
It takes Karamatsu an hour of self reflection to even want to deal with this, trying to remember...what the hell he even did the night before. At least he knows he talked to Rohan, breaking the ice in possibly the most awkward way possible for both of them.
Eventually, he sucks it up and messages him again.]
I am sorry about all of that. I am sober now. I will still come over in a bit, if you do not mind.
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...oh god.
It takes Karamatsu an hour of self reflection to even want to deal with this, trying to remember...what the hell he even did the night before. At least he knows he talked to Rohan, breaking the ice in possibly the most awkward way possible for both of them.
Eventually, he sucks it up and messages him again.]
I am sorry about all of that. I am sober now.
I will still come over in a bit, if you do not mind.
[He sort of feels like he HAS to, now.]