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"Hey! Aizawa, didn't think you'd be here!"

internally cursing yourself out, cause you got caught staring

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internally cursing yourself out, cause you got caught staring. Sage looks at you confused wonder who the mysterious man was. Aizawa looks at the both of you, him getting awkward he asks a question.

"Can I take a seat?" You back at Aizawa and nod your head, signifying that it was a yes. Aizawa pulls out the chair, sitting down. Sage looks between you and the mysterious man. An awkward silence falling between the three of you.

"I gonna tell me who this is or nah?" Sage said raising an eyebrow. You look at Sage speechless and stare back at Aizawa.

"Oh! I....um" you said making Sage more confused and concerned.

"You know I work at a school, right?" Sage nodded

"This is one of my coworkers, Shouta Aizawa" you look at Sage and she looks a little more sympathetic and eased up.

"Aizawa this is Sage, my best friend" Aizawa shook her hand but to be honest he didn't give a fuck really about Sage. He only came over because he saw you. He sat back down and you three decided to talk.

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You, Sage, and Aizawa stopped talk a while ago. Aizawa never got your number when you were at school so he took the chance to get it then. You and Sage pay for your food and go back to your place. Sage grabbed all her stuff and walked to her car.

"Thanks for the girls' night babe" Sage waved. You and Sage have been calling each other babe, or baby since middle school, so you don't find it weird. Other people on the other hand people tend to think you two are dating. Also considering Sage is bisexual.

You locked your car door and headed to the house, kicking off your shoes and walking to your room. You end up taking another bath, and put on a sports bra and sweats.

You head back down to the kitchen, looking in the freezer to get ice cream. Walking to the livingroom you grab a spoon and turn on your (f/show).

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You finish both the ice cream and the show. You throw the ice cream tub away and wash the spoon. You head up to your room to try to get sleep. You lay down for about 30 minutes trying to sleep but you can't stop thinking about a certain man. You never really thought of it when you were downstairs but now you nothing to occupy you.

You want to text the man but can't bring yourself to do it. You try yet again to sleep but you get a message. You roll over check it was the man that wouldn't let you sleep.

(Aizawa)Hotie

Hey! um...I had a good time talking to you:) also sry for coming over when you had your friend over

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