Dark Shadow, the (Not-So-Helpful) Wingman

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Tokoyami: Hey.

Tokoyami: Wanna go out on a date with me?

Shoji: Yes, I would like to.

Tokoyami: 6:00 PM at the flower garden. Be there.

Shoji: Alright.


          Score. Dark Shadow grinned as he set down Tokoyami's phone on a nearby nightstand. Honestly, this was too easy. Fumi's massive fear of rejection had been all for nothing. This kid really needed some self-confidence.

          Dark Shadow then glanced at his host. It seemed like Fumi was still asleep. Eh, this news was much better than some dumb old nap. 

          Dark shadow nudged Tokoyami's bicep with his shadowy beak. When that didn't work, Dark Shadow resorted to a different tactic. Floating over to his host's ear, he whisper-yelled, "Hey Fumi, wake up!" 

          Tokoyami's snapped open instantly as he frantically looked around the room. Then, his gaze fell on his quirk, who for some reason had a rather gleeful expression on his face. "Seriously?"

          "Yeah, yeah, sorry for waking you up," Dark Shadow replied (he wasn't sorry), "But guess what?!" Tokoyami's quirk proceeded to grab his phone and hand it over to him.

          After reading the texts that he had supposedly written, Tokoyami stayed dead silent for a full minute before yelling,

          "WHAT THE HELL, DARK SHADOW?!"

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