Ayato is a giggly drunk who can’t walk. Go!

“You know – you’re not actually so bad, Kaneki.” Ayato giggles and falls at Kaneki’s feet.

Touka appears behind Kaneki, her face white. 

“Touka! The One-Eyed King has four eyes now.” Ayato waves. 

“I didn’t realize he’d drink this much,” Miza says. Naki nods, mystified. 

Hinami, the only sober one of the drinkers, taps Ayato on the head. “Here, try to stand. I’ll help.”

“Hina, you’re the fucking best. The fucking. Best.” Ayato wraps his arms around her.

“I’m glad.” Hinami forces a grin. 

“Touka, aren’t you going to give me a kiss good night? You know I leave tomorrow for the underground right?” Ayato dissolves into more giggles. 

“And not a minute too soon,” she says dryly, pecking him on his head. 

“Hina, kiss?” Ayato smiles.

“Not a chance! To bed with you!” yells Touka.

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