Nagi is eating candy alright, it just isn't the candy littering every surface around him in a now-very-industrial-looking kitchen. Unable to sleep now because of the noise (and not yet ready to go looking for earplugs), he's sitting at the kitchen counter, where he's cleared off some of the event-candy to make room for a mug of coffee.

He digs a piece of brightly wrapped candy out of his pocket and unwraps it. Swallowing it quickly despite its size, he grimaces and crumples the wrapper in his hand before taking a swig of coffee. With a sigh, he smiles slightly. This is going to be a long weekend if this keeps up.