"Look, I understand you're 18 now, but you can't just go around asking people how to-"
"Y/N!" Toga screeched, pounding her fists on the bar island surface with a cute pout on her face.
"YO!" you yelled back.
"CAN YOU COME DOWNSTAIRS REAL QUICK PRETTY PLEASE WITH A BLOOD SPLATTER ON TOP?!" her question was answered by a chair scraping from downstairs followed by footsteps.
You came downstairs wearing tight, black, patent leather pants with a studded belt angled and hanging loosely on your hips. You had on a black bikini bra and over it was a black, mesh crop top.
Your hair was swept up a sloppy, messy bun, some curls hanging down over your face.
"What's up, To?" You asked, sitting at the bar, cracking open the beer Kurogiri gave to you. Toga turned to you abruptly, looking up at you with wide, innocent eyes.
"How do you give someone a lap dance?" Your eyes bucked out of your head as you turned your head, spitting out your beer.
"What?!" You exclaimed, looking at her like she had 4 heads.
"Why are you askin' that question?" You asked as she shrugged.
"Well, I don't know, I mean I'm 18 now and I feel like I deserve to know how to do stuff," she said as your eyes skate over to Kurogiri, who looked just as uncomfortable as everyone else.
"Well, uh...first you gotta have the right music, To," a bright smile appeared on her face.
"Got it!" She exclaimed, grabbing a speaker and snatching your phone out of your hand, going to your music.
