Shuuya leaned back against the back of the sofa and let his head flop back with a sigh. He was experiencing that subtle disappointment that comes from spending all night with people he was forced to interact with all day. The judges had colonised the staff room for the purposes of a last-minute New Year's Party.
Admittedly it had been fun. For about five minutes. And then Shuuya remembered why he spent as little time with these people as possible: Seth had already made three cracks at Shuuya about his taste in drinks, with a clear momentum that suggested he could keep such hilarity up all evening. The evening had wound down to the point when people were drunk enough to think that Truth or Dare could be considered fun, but not rat-arsed enough to actually fall over.
"My turn," Seth slurred, trying to get comfy on the single seat next to Kagayaku, who was lounging on the sofa next to him. "Kaga, my dearest!" he crowed, leaning onto his elbow and leaning in to grin at her. Almost in synch