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𝗼𝗺𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗶𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗽𝗼𝘃.
𝟮𝗔 𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲."𝐒𝐎 𝐖𝐇𝐎𝐒' 𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍 𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐓?"
sato asked, looking around at everybody who sat in the commons room. "it ain't mines." "i cooked the night before last." sero and ojiro said.
"why don't we just make some pizza?" uraraka asks. todoroki eyes her, "i don't think you should be participating in 'making pizzas' anymore.." he trails off, looking off to the side.
"why not?" "you burnt the last three pizzath, you ruined your chanceth." mineta answers. everyone turns and looks at katsuki, who was slouching in the soft beanbag chair.
"bakugo.." he looks up from his phone, raising an eyebrow. "could you maybe perhaps.. cook again?" denki asks, fiddling with his fingers and looking down. "stop doing that– it's fucking weird." midoriya says, cringing.
bakugo huffs, "y'all are so fucking lazy.." he grumbles, getting up and stretching from his spot. his shirt lifted up slightly, a peak of his v-line being visible.