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“What do you want?” Connor asked as they went about making themself coffee. “There’s like…granola or whatever.”
“What do you want?” Connor asked as they went about making themself coffee. “There’s like…granola or whatever.”
"Anything..?"
“Well in that case, catch,” Connor said before tossing Jordan a granola bar. They made themself a cup of coffee as well before walking over to Jordan
Jordan caught it with his left hand and was already in the middle of horcking it down
Connor laughed a little as Jordan ate the granola bar. "You want another one man?" they asked, already pulling another from a box
Tasper glanced at Inima, his brows wrinkled in confusion. "Are they okay?" he wondered. "They're like…really awkward."
Inima looked at Tasper strangely. She shook her head, "Sorry I don't really know. I've never really had 'friends' before. Maybe that's how it works?"
"Hand it over." Jordan barks with his cheeks bulging.
Connor laughed as they tossed him the granola bar. "Dude, you really like granola," they joked before taking another sip of their coffee.
"Don't let him eat the whole box!" Connor's dad calls from the living room, and Connor just rolls their eyes
Jordan snatches the entire box from Connor
"Hey, give that back!" Connor laughs, almost spilling their coffee as they reached for the box. They pulled a bar out for themself before letting Jordan have the box
Jordan hisses at him and turns his back, face still stuffed
Connor laughed a little loudly at that, barely able to eat their granola bar as they watched Jordan. "Looks like I'm gonna need to buy more granola bars," they chuckled
Tasper glanced at Inima, his brows wrinkled in confusion. "Are they okay?" he wondered. "They're like…really awkward."
Inima looked at Tasper strangely. She shook her head, "Sorry I don't really know. I've never really had 'friends' before. Maybe that's how it works?"
"Unlike all you weirdos," he said with a slight grin to show he was teasing, "I've had friends. And no. It's not that uncomfortable, usually."
"Hiss! Mine!" His eyes where shaded slightly but where glowing
"Alright, alright! Keep the granola," Connor laughed, taking a drink of their coffee while they grinned. "Remind me to never give you caffeine."
"You havent given my any!" Jordan makes out
"Yeah, which is exactly the point. If you hoard granola like this, you'd probably eat my entire kitchen if you got any," Connor teased with a grin
Jordan drops the box on the counter and looks around at the cabinet, "Is that right?"
"Yep, and you are not getting any more snacks after eating all that," Connor laughed. They finished their coffee before setting it in the sink
Tasper glanced at Inima, his brows wrinkled in confusion. "Are they okay?" he wondered. "They're like…really awkward."
Inima looked at Tasper strangely. She shook her head, "Sorry I don't really know. I've never really had 'friends' before. Maybe that's how it works?"
"Unlike all you weirdos," he said with a slight grin to show he was teasing, "I've had friends. And no. It's not that uncomfortable, usually."
Inima felt her face heat slightly from embarrassment, "Oh. Well I wonder why it was so uncomfortable."
Tasper shrugged. "No idea. Anyway, see you tomorrow." He lifted his hand in a wave and started to walk away.
Inima waved a small hand and sighed glancing to Aizawa, "Yeah. See you tomorrow."
She was left all alone to witness the oncoming darkness of night. Maybe she would sneak out without the collar and see if she could take down some villains. That probably wouldn't help her case, but it would beat this suffocating boredom.
Tasper pushed open the door to his apartment. "Hey, Mom, I'm home," he called, only to be met with silence. Ah, right, she was probably out doing hero stuff. She probably didn't care how his first day went, considering she didn't want him going to UA in the first place. He sighed and threw himself onto the couch.
Inima walked into her room at Aizawa's place. It was stupid, yet sensible, that he would be her ward. She flopped on the bed face up and stared at the ceiling. A wicked grin grew on her face before hopping up and reaching under the bed. She pulled out a silver case. It's hero time.
Home was nice, at lest considering were she came from. It was a small apartment with two bedroom the one Yuuka slept in and the other that was rarely used. She lived mostly alone aside from her cat, Keelo. The apartment was bare bones; a couch, table, kitten and book self. Yuuka prepare her diner and packed it into her back pack. After Feeding Keelo, she changed into better running clothes. Good running shoes, comfortable and flexible clothing, a hoodie, fingerless gloves, and bag of chalk powder. The last thing was a piece of fabric that covered the bottom half of her face. It was a choice she made to look more like a hero along with the colors of red, white, and black at a glance she could pass for a hero and that kept people from bothering her. She grabbed her bag, locked the door, and started to make her way to the roof, Time to blow off some steam.
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