Time flies with their easy banter and they've managed to corral all the socks together in a pile and are matching them slowly. This part always takes the longest and is the bane of both of their existences. There never seem to be an even amount of socks. Soon, there's a pile of rolled up socks next to Asahi on the floor and just one sock left on the table. They both glare at it. It is half of Nishinoya's favorite pair of socks, so they have to look for it. "Shit!" Nishinoya curses, getting off the couch and walking around the apartment.