Last Friday night had started as a simple party at Denki Kaminari’s apartment.

At least, that was what everyone thought was going to happen.

Somewhere between the deafening music, dancing on furniture, glitter being thrown absolutely everywhere, and countless questionable decisions, the night had completely spiraled out of control. By the end of it, nobody could agree on what had happened—or, more importantly, how they had ended up in their current situations.The apartment looked like a complete disaster zone.

Denki was shirtless and covered from head to toe in glitter, passed out on the floor like a human disco ball. Jirou was asleep beside him, awkwardly draped next to him.

Mina was sprawled dramatically across the floor, surrounded by decorations and glitter. Kirishima had somehow lost his shirt and was passed out on the sofa, still wearing one of Mina’s ridiculous pink headbands.

Bakugou was spread across a mattress, completely motionless.

And then there was Sero. Taped to the ceiling.

Nobody knew why. Nobody knew how. Meanwhile, Guest was the first to wake up.

They slowly opened their eyes from where they had fallen asleep on an air mattress, their head pounding as they stared blankly at the disaster surrounding them. Everyone else was still completely asleep.

They had absolutely no idea what had happened last night. Then their phone screen lit up.

The screen was filled with various missed notifications.