Chapter 13: Bottles

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A grumble left their lips, they finally were gaining consciousness. They curl up under the blankets; though he was incredibly warm, the horrible nausea made them want to hide from the sunlight. Midoriya could hear Mirai moving around, probably looking for something to play with. Pounding against their skull was amplified by the desperate need of water. Just the thought of getting up to get a glass made their stomach beyond angry, doing horrid acrobatics and alike.

Though their eyes felt beyond heavy, they force them open, as did their feet meeting the cool floor. The noise of cans being move made them look down. To their right was beer cans and sake bottles, along with that looked like to be last night's snacks, now a puddle of puke.

'Kohaku definitely was out' they thought 'to think his based off of All Might...' only to realize they couldn't tell who was fronting.

Was it one or several of them mushed together?

Shaking their head, they made tea mixed with painkillers. They knew they had to eat something, but the body said no, wanting to shut down. With their drink done and wrapping themselves blanket, they step outside to let their pup out for a leak.

"You look like shit kid"

Head slowly turn to the right; an older male was smoking boredly on the grass nearby. The worn cap on their head had a faint hero emblem, their long sleeve was stained in several places; their pants were torn and muddy at the lower hem, it only being held up by a chewed belt; old boots with rope as the laces kept them closed. A large backpack lay next the them.

The system squints hard, eyes hating the light the outside provided.

"One of the voices drank too much again?" he hands them a lit cig.

"Yep" they inhale the smoke, taking a seat next to them "thank you Tim"

A few of the people that wandered the area knew of their different attitudes, which they explained as voices, so no one questioned them after that. Of course, this information in the beginning was used for teasing, but with them sharing resources at times, the laughing stopped.

Tim shakes their head "your still young kid, no need to drown yourself away in booze; Arata died not too long ago from it"

"Trust me, we've been doing better since last time" they smile at Mirai, sending them back into the house by pointing "this was just a mishap"

Snuffing the cig, they pull out their phone. Several missed calls and text from Nezu and Toshinori, asking if they were ok. Check the calendar, they curse loudly; they were supposed to go train with them hours ago, as well as some tests Nezu wanted to run.

Getting up from the ground "I got to go, take care of the place for me" they then hurry inside to dress and brush their teeth. They really didn't want them to know of Kohaku's habits. Leaving food and water for Mirai, they wave at the older male.

"Just leave me my pay at the usual spot!" he calls out with a laugh. 

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