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Katsuki:
Go to sleep idiot.

Ceioni:
Bold of you to assume I'm sleepy...

I smirk looking down at the text message. It's been a few weeks since Ceioni had given me her number and yet, she and I have been texting each other non stop. Aside from when we're in school. Or if I get up in the cafeteria because I forgot something, she'd text me to bring her something back. We barely shared memes to one another, and when we did, it was always something more fitting to our own humor that something that was completely dumb.

Eventually she made a groupchat with just me, her and Eijiro which she named The Boom Boom Squad. I have no idea where she got it from, but Ei and I couldn't convince her to change it back. I've been over her house a few times after the first, just because her mom really seemed to like me and wanted me over for dinner. I had no problem. Sometimes Kirishima would join me and endure the chaos that was Ceioni and Mrs. Choi. Apparently he'd already bared witness before, but seeing it shifted to me made him feel a little better about life– the asshole.

Ceioni's and I private messages is where I learned about her the most. She'd randomly facetime me– mostly when I'm playing the game. I'd answer and mute my mic, just to listen to her ramble on about whatever it was that her siblings said to piss her off in their group chat, whatever she needed help with about the homework, or just talking about frivilous things. Often times her hair would be in a dishevieled state, her eyes looking sleepy as she talked about whatever. She'd stop every now and then when she'd see me unmute my mic on the game to reply to the guys, just to mute it right back and continue talking to her. She'd call me when I'd be reading, not wanting to hang up, leaving me to sit at my work desk, reading the book and listening to whatever it was she was saying. I knew her, I knew her very well. And unfortuneately, she knew me too.

I told her everything–not intentionally, but it was just something about her that made everything okay. When I told her about my dad one day when I was over her house, we were sitting on her front steps waiting for Ei to come over so we could all watch a movie since her mother was cooking dinner when she threw her arms around me and hugged me tightly, giving me her condolences. It didn't feel weird as everyone else made it seem. It felt like her heart really went out to me. She never experienced the loss of a parent and I hope like hell she didn't have to endure what I did. Because of that my mom had to work double the time on occassions. Sometimes leaving Yuno to help her. I wanted to help out too, but she'd just rub my head and tell me to focus on school.

My phone rang, and I looked at the incoming Facetime call from Ceioni. I answer the call, rolling my eyes once her face popped on the screen, she was laying in bed on her side, the phone probably propped on her pillow as she looked at me. It had to be late in the night right about now. Both of us probably should've been sleep– but neither of us could go to sleep.

"Go to bed, Marie." I tell her. I really only call her by her middle name when it's just the two of us. I call her New Girl or whatever popped in my head at the time when we were around anyone else.

She smiled at me, rolling her eyes playfully. "I told you already, I'm not sleepy." She says, staring at me.

"Funny, I don't think I asked you that short stuff." I smirk as I look at her, wrapped in her blanket like a burrito. Her eyebrows furrowed together as she stares at me.

"Okay dad." She cuts her eyes at me as she looks up and away from me.

"It's late." I tell her, turning over on my side.

"You'd usually be sleep before I do," She says smartly. "So shouldn't you be sleep?"

"I was playing the game." I tell her. "I just laid down. What's your excuse?"

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