Spill

Raise a Glass, Chapter 8

My mind is black, eternal darkness. It's like I've fallen half asleep but three quarters actually sleeping. My body has moved from one place to another without me physically moving it. My mind has been lost in all the mutters and mumbles of everyone in the car. I think I'm experiencing brain fog.

There's so much to think about, did we win the case? Has the news been announced but I've been too distracted to realize? Have we lost and have to be even more careful about our whereabouts? Am I famous? Are we all famous? And what's that weird smell?

I hear a dazed voice, talking in a hypnotized way. It sounds like a zombie groaning and I try and make out the words it's saying. My mind is blurting out all kinds of words, clearly trying to trick me. I don't understand what's happening, who is this zombie voice thing?

My ears fix on the words and they are more clear to me now. I'm going to guess this is either Denki or Kiri. They are repeating the same sentence over and over again like some sort of ritual.

'Surrender to the chicken nugget...' they say. 'Surrender to the chicken nugget...'

What the hell? I flicker my eyes open and see both Denki and Kiri waving a chicken nugget in circles in front of my face. The smell floats around and the temptation is getting to me. Do I, pretend to wake up like a normal person, or, jump scare one of them by attempting to bite the chicken nugget. I prefer option two.

I launch forwards and snap at one of them, unable to tell who I've gone for. The only way I was able to tell who I've attacked was the girly scream that followed. My eyes open to see Denki scared for his life on the floor of our living room. Kiri is now laughing hysterically while Denki is lying there shocked as if he's just electrocuted himself.

'WHY AM I ALWAYS THE VICTIM?' Denki complains, smacking the floor in despair.

I cross my legs on the sofa and look down at him intimidatingly.

'Because you get scared at everything, and I'm hungry so give me the chicken nugget,' I say. 'And the rest of my order. Also how did we get in here I swear we was in the car?'

'You fell into a deep sleep and Kiri had to carry you into the house since he doesn't have the courage to wake you up,' Sero tells me, shoving his plant burger into his mouth. 'I found it quite cute.'

Kiri passes me my bag of 6 chicken nuggets and fries with a drink of sprite. They say I have the plainest order to ever exist in McDonald's orders, but it tastes good either way. I dip my nuggets in the tomato sauce as the boys bite into their burgers. I don't get how they can fit such big bites in their mouths, I would choke.

'Where's Jirou?' I ask, my mouth full.
'She's in her room, shopping for spray paint on her laptop for when she gets an electric guitar,' Kiri responds, moving onto his fries.

I look at the clock and see that it's half six, half an hour until the results will appear on the screens for everyone to see.

'The news is on now if you'd like to see?' Sero says, sitting on the other sofa next to Shoto. 'We've got another half hour to wait but the whole country is talking about us.'

Of course he's sitting next to Shoto, they are probably secretly dating.

'Yeah sure,' I answer. 'Gives us something to do while eating.'

He flicks on the TV which is currently discussing our interviews. I listen to the woman speaking, blocking out the conversations around me:

'The seven of them definitely will make a difference from after tonight. Reporters want to know more about Enji Todoroki's son appearing against him and what will he do about him. In the meantime, protesters have brought thousands of people together and barricaded the courtroom trying to make their message clear: Let our heroes rise. These protests have been confirmed to be on Bakugo Mafia's side, making posters of the different representatives in todays case...'