Ordinary - (Dabi x OC)

Deprived

Dabi POV: ~ a few moments earlier ~

The Jolly Molly Strip Club awaits!

Yet, I find myself nestled oh-so safely in the confines of my hotel room, playing the part of the adorable obedient dog as I remained laying on my bed. Just call me a golden retriever at this point. With a face like mine, I'm sure I'm just as cute.

Don't get it twisted though. It's not as if I'm only staying locked in my room, because I'm trying to follow the rules. That's not it at all.

Quite frankly, I was actually looking forward to breaking the rules tonight. I was looking forward to hearing my sorority girl ankle monitor chime with pointless warning as I left the premise. I didn't give a shit about the strippers, but I was looking forward to imagining Violet's face when she got the notification that I had left. I was looking forward to her being forced to leave the picture perfect Todoroki household to come get me.

But, she didn't come the first time. And now that's she's getting more comfortable around me, she definitely won't come the second time.

Not that I cared, or even wanted her to. I just mean that the appeal to go to Jolly Molly is lost on me now. After all, what fun is causing trouble when there's no one around who will get mad about it?

I mean, I could always go commit arson. That's sure to get her attention.

Not that I care, or even want her attention. I'm just...

Hmm, justtt....

Bored! Yeah, there we go! That's the word for it. That's all it is. I'm bored as fuck. I've got nothing to do-well, actually that's a lie. I've got plenty to do, but nothing that catches my interest.

You can't say I didn't try, either. I've already thought of several fun sins I could engage in tonight, several crimes and motivations that would normally get me off my ass in a heartbeat, and leave me without a care in the world if I came back from them tomorrow.

But, every time I get close to making the decision to leave, my mind just can't help but fester back to think about a certain little grape.

I wonder what she's doing right now.

Of course, I know the basics. I'm not normally one to listen or care about anyone's conversations, but I've always been the dramatic, little theatre kid type who wants to know everyone's business when it interests me, so here we go.

I know that at this very moment, Violet is at the lovely Todoroki family's tatami home, located near the base of the infamous Sekoto Hill. Mom's too busy chilling in the cuckoo nest, so I know she's not there.

But, I know that there's an adorable family dinner going on, that's probably composed of my sister's 'five star' Mapo Tofu-because god knows I've shoveled sixteen years worth of that shit down my throat. It's her go-to dish that she makes when she doesn't know what to cook.

If past family dinners tell anything, then Violet probably asked to help with the meal and my sister was too much of a pussy to tell her flat out that her cooking could literally poison the entire country-and because she didn't wanna hurt her feelings, she gave Violet the 'exciting' job of making-wait for it-onigiri.

But, her onigiri tastes like shit, too. I told her one time and she threw it at me. Next!

I bet my useless little brother is there talking about sports that absolutely no one gives a shit about. Apparently, he expects me to listen to his ranting about how useless soccer teams lost their useless tournaments, but when I bring up how I tried to murder a baby Shouto out of anger that our father was essentially running an underground, non-consenting breeding base in his own bedroom with our mother, then suddenly it's considered 'annoying?' Yeah, okay. Next!