Coffee Talks ~ A Shigadabi Story

Chapter Two

It almost seemed as if Thursday didn't even happen, because before Tomura Shigaraki even knew it, it was Friday evening. The artist was shoved into the backseat of Togas car, and drove off to their hangout destination.

"I love you Shiggy but couldn't you dress a little nicer?" The blonde girl asked.

Tomura looked at his outfit. A black hoodie and black ripped jeans, and red converses.

"I thought I looked okay actually." he mumbled.

"Could you atleast run a brush through your hair?" She asked as politely as the girl could muster.

The artist looked at her, clearly offended by the request. Toga laughed it off, just happy he didn't wear his usual joggers and long black tee. But she was upset that he still wore his always unfriendly, "i don't want to be here" facial expression. Tomura will be meeting new people today, and Toga was praying his obvious moodiness wouldn't scare them off.

"Try to look excited!! It's always nice to meet new people! It's like your going to the funeral of a relative that never sent you christmas money." She exclaimed.

Tomura sighed, "I'm just tired. Hey, where's Magne? I thought we were bringing her there.".

"Oh, Magne couldn't make it! She took a last minute shift at the hospital today, student debt you know.".

Tomura was now even less excited to go 'hang out'. What it sounds like to him is that he will be around a bunch of people he doesn't know but one. The frail boy promised himself he'll find a way to leave as early as possible.

Before long, the pair got to their destination. It was an old school diner, taken straight from a 60s movie. From the blue and white aesthetics to the old cigarette posters, it perfectly replicates a vintage vibe.

Toga jumped out of the car in pure bliss while Tomura slugged himself out with his head hanging low. The girl grabbed her friends arm and hauled him towards her other two friends, while he mumbled about not wanting to be there.

"Hey everyone!" She squealed.

"Hey- Hiya Toga!!" two voices said, yet it seemed to Tomura that they came from the same person. Odd.

"Hi Toga. Is this your roommate you told us about?" the other asked. He had long purple hair and the appearance of a lizard. But, with knowledge of his own appearance, the artist did not judge him.

"Yup! This is Tomura!! Tomi, this is Twice," she pointed to the man with seemingly two voices, "and Spinner!" the purple haired male.

Tomura looked at the girl, "I said i'm not a fan of nicknames many times." he then looked at the two new faces. "Hey.".

"Hi Tomura! You can just call me Jin, no need for Twice- Don't ever call me that!" The two voices again. "Hehe, sorry, that happens sometimes. Just ignore it.".

"It's alright, no worries." the blue haired confirmed.

Spinner spoke up, "Our other friend was supposed to be with us, but I guess he's late. But that isn't much of a shocker to me. He is late for just about everything." he sighed.

"Should we just go in then?" Toga asked. The other two nodded, so we walked in the diner and got a booth.

There was mostly small talk between everyone, but Tomura didn't talk much unless he was directly spoken to. He was just staying long enough to show he was there and find a way to dodge out as quick as possible. It's not like the boy didn't like Spinner and Jin, it's just that he was okay with the two friends he had, and adding anymore to the equation would be too distracting for himself and his art. At least, that's the excuses Tomura made for himself.