Friday night, roughly 6:30pm.
————————————————————You and your work colleagues had decided to catch a drink after your shift at the diner. You had it all planned out, the silk black dress you were going to wear with the shiny black stilettos, you were more than exited.
After your shift, you changed back into your basic clothes and headed out, walking to the station and waiting for your train to arrive, it was a pretty nice day, it was warm, but had a cool breeze, perfect weather to go out in.
Once your train had arrived, you hopped on and headed home. Getting off the train and walking around 10 minutes before reaching your household door. Furrowing through your messy bag, before hearing the slight jingle of your keys, picking them out and unlocking the door, opening it and setting in, letting out a long sigh.You kicked your shoes off, dropping your bag before rushing upstairs to shower. Stepping into your bathroom, you stripped off letting your clothes hit the floor before turning your shower on, stepping in. The hot water hit your body, a comforting feeling. Lathering your hair in shampoo, and conditioner, before washing your body. Turning off the shower and stepping out you walk into your room, the towel securely around your upper chest.
You started off with blow drying your hair, curling it before brushing it through, giving it a nice wave. Before doing your makeup, you were pretty bold and didn't care what people thought of you, so in your mind, you basically said fuck it. Putting on thick black eyeliner, and eyeshadow, black eyelashes that made your eyes more mature, more sexual. as well as matte black lipstick.
Playing loud music you slowly got up and dropped the towel, since your skin had mostly absorbed the water left on your body, you slipped on some pretty lacy thongs, since they didn't show panty lines on the dress, along with a low cut bra. spraying yourself in a floral perfume, and slipping on your heels. It now roughly being 8:30pm.
You made your way downstairs, just as there's a knock at the door, ah, one of your work friends. Opening the door you welcomed them in as you sorted out your bag, putting in any essentials before heading out the house, locking up behind you. Making your way to the station once again.
Once you had gone through the painful process of getting on the train, meeting up with your other colleagues and walking to the club, it had hit 9pm. Basically strutting in and going straight to the bar. The loud music pounding in your ears as people dancing surrounded you.
Your colleagues had a couple of drinks with you before tipsily walking off into the crowd. Not thinking much of it until two large guys sat down either side of you, you greeted them, and had a chat with one of them. The other one taking a drug out of his pocket and spiking your drink, stirring it and hiding everything before talking to you as if nothing happened. Though this had caught someone's eye.
Touya Todoroki, he was well known for his family business, and his father, Enji Todoroki. He had had his eyes on you ever since you emptied the place, and this entire situation had simply pissed him off, but he wanted to see how far they would take this. His eyes almost glued to you. Letting out a long sigh as you chug the rest of your drink, he watched you get dizzier, less coherent, but he also watched the guys faces get more sinister. This was going to be a long night, for both you and him.
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𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐌𝐞. || dabi / touya
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