[Includes attempted assault, might be triggering to some readers, discretion is advised]
Quirk: Mind Reader (Can read anyone's mind while having physical contact, downside is the person can hear your thoughts as well.)
The night sky was filled with stars as you and your friends giggled together, walking along the empty streets towards your next destination. You weren't a huge partier, or a huge drinker for that matter. When your friends would beg and plead for you to hang out with them though, you always needed to oblige-
but it always ended in disaster.
Unlike the dim cool night outside, the inside of the bar was lit with neon signs and fancy lighting. The group of girls gathered around the bar top and ordered multiple shots and a few pints. Your eyelids lowered and your stomach turned, the smell of alcohol hitting your face. You didn't drink at the first bar, and had a few shots at the second, so you were already feeling a bit tipsy at the third stop. This was going to be bad. You thought to yourself as you downed your first shot.
"Oh come on (F/N)! Don't be such a baby, it's just a shot!"
Your friend patted you on the back roughly, not realizing her own strength as she set a double shot glass in your hand. You grumbled and threw your head back once more, whimpering as the drink burned your throat.
"Yeah Mina, just a shot, and then a double, and then a pint- where did you go?"
You turned around to look for your pink friend and furrowed your brows, tapping Yaoyorozu's shoulder. The dark haired girl turned to you, a blush dusting her face as she smiled.
"What's wrong?"
"I lost Mina-"
Yaoyorozu tapped her chin for a second and pointed in the air, remembering what was told to her a minute prior.
"She said her friend texted her and was at a bar nearby, she probably went to meet him!"
You tilted your head, blinking slowly and smiled once the words translated in your brain.
"Oooh, awesome. I wonder who it is...is this mine?"
Yaoyorozu looked down at where you were pointing and stared at the pint glass, thinking for a moment before shrugging. Kyoka leaned back and grabbed onto the bar for support, also looking at the glass and tapping it with her ear jack.
"I guess it is now (F/N)."
You nodded in agreement and grabbed it, tilting your head all the way back as you drank it in one go. You slammed the glass down on the counter as Yaoyorozu called for some more drinks, smiling as you called for even more. It's gone this far, might as well go all the way.
Ten minutes later and the three of you were done for. Ashido had returned and sobered up a bit, so she rushed to catch up, making herself have to shame walk into the bathroom to throw up. When she was back again you patted her face gently and cried out for her.
"Miiiinnnaaaa why are you piiiinnk?"
"I don't knnnoowwww."
She patted your cheeks back, although it felt more like a slap, but you didn't mind. You climbed out of your chair and stumbled, your heel catching on the floor and causing you to grab onto the barstool.
"I think I wanna go, uh, I think I'm gonna call it a night ladies. I wanna, home-"
Tossing some cash onto the bar and hoping the tip was enough, you hugged your friends and brushed them off when they tried to get you to stay. Kyoka was the only one sober enough to think that it was better if you went home with them, or at least got a cab, but you shushed her, tugging on her ear.
