Amane Suzuya
I gradually feel my conscious slipping from me. The only thing keeping me grounded is Toga's hands squeezing mine as she dances in time to the pounding bass.
This isn't as fun as I remember...
I graze my eyesight over to a table, attempting to find a place to sit and gather my thoughts. I groggily lean into Toga's ear—
"I'm... gonna go sit." I slur out to her. She attempts to hold in a laugh at my drunken state.
"Thought you could hold your drink." Toga jokes to herself, giving me a slight push in the direction of a table.
I shakily make my way over to the table, catching my boot on literally nothing.
Shit. I'm an idiot.
I watch myself near the floor, accepting that this is my fate. To look an utter fool on the floor of a club full of villains. That is, until I feel a swift arm latch around my upper body, steadying me back onto both feet.
Praise the lord.
I set myself down on the wooden stool situated next to an unoccupied table. Bringing my eyes up to meet my saviour.
Tomura stood, glaring down at me in disgust as my body sways from side to side.
"Oh!! It's you! Thanksss." I intoxicatedly thank the man who appears as though he would kick me at any minute.
"I really hate you." The man seethes out through gritted teeth. Contrary to his words, his eyes hold disappointment rather than hatred.
"When are we going home? My head's killing me." I mutter to the villain before me.
Tomura could've sworn his face heated up at the sound of me calling his base 'home'. He brushes it off, blaming the humid temperature of the crowded club.
"Not yet. Don't drink any more or I'll kill you." He threatens, lowering his head down to my ear to mutter the final words.
I roll my eyes at the display. "Ha- it's funny because I can do what I want." I snort, patting my knees down with an idle curiosity.
As I realise what I'm doing, I furrow my brows. He's right, I should probably sober up.
I near my palm to my forehead, grazing my fingertips against my skin.
It's definitely not a good idea to use my quirk when I'm this drunk but... I CAN BARELY WALK!!
I focus with all of my intoxicated might on my quirk, being cautious as to not accidentally murder everyone.
Just think sober thoughts!
Sobriety is great!
Sobriety is fun!
Sobriety is... actually really boring—
As I attempt to sober up using my quirk a fleeting thought enters my mind, causing me to hastily retract my hand from my head in caution.
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