"Dabi. What the fuck are you doing here." Dabi turns form the counter to stare into the doorway at the black haired male, tearing the label away from the outer side of the strawberry milk juice box thing, "Nothing," He mumbles around the straw, looking around the common room like a deer in headlights. Aizawa sighs, "You are definitely not here for nothing." - Characters are not mine! They belong to Kohei Horikoshi and him only -All Rights Reserved
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