Bakugo got to the meeting room as early as he normally did to secure his seat in the back. It was the same one every day. He was a man of habit after all. He watched as Kirishima bounced in with a few of their other colleagues and made his way to the back.
"Morning Bakugo!" Kirishima was his usual annoying as hell self.
"Shut up," Bakugo muttered back, too tired to add any real irritation to his tone.
Kirishima plopped down in the chair beside him and stretched his arms above his head, "Aren't you excited it's Friday?"
Bakugo wanted to retort something harsh, but was distracted when a bubbly brunette trotted into the room. She spotted the two of them in the back and smiled stupidly before heading their way. "Good morning, guys!"
Bakugo leaned back in his chair and huffed a sigh of annoyance. Couldn't he just get some peace and quiet in the mornings?
"Mornin'!" Kirishima gave her a lopsided grin as she sat down in front of Bakugo. "How are you?"
"I'm so good," Uraraka beamed as she dropped her duffle bag on the floor, "It's going to be such a beautiful day today too! I just love the spring weather, you know?"
Bakugo rolled his head back and wanted to groan with disbelief. How is anybody this peppy in the morning? And who the hell actually talks about the weather? Finally, he leaned himself forward again to give the brunette a miffed look, "What, no hangover today, roundface?"
Uraraka was visibly perturbed by his question and she simply shot him a look that said so much, yet so little.
Bakugo wanted to smirk at his own cleverness, but held his unwavering scowl, "Well you're probably the type to pass out after a single drink, so why would I even ask?"
"I am not!" Uraraka snapped back, her eyes lighting up with a challenge, "Gosh, I forgot how cranky you are in the mornings."
Bakugo's face fell into a legitimate scowl now but before he could get a snarky word out of his mouth, a hero was barging into the room while waving a clipboard over his head.
"Alright, listen up day crew!" The hero was wearing an earthy costume and he made his way to the podium at the front. "I'm Earthworm and I'm going to be running this meeting for you all instead of your normal guy. I'm tired after the night shift so nobody make me repeat myself, got it?"
Everybody in the room quieted down and turned to the front as the hero flipped through the pages on his clipboad, "Alright then… It looks like you all should already have your assignments for the day, so get moving on those after this." He paused to look up at the room. The majority were looking nervous and confused. "Oh come on, people! Does nobody check their email? I shouldn't have to tell you this."
Some words of recognition were mumbled throughout the room as everyone tried to be subtle about checking their phones.
Bakugo watched as Kirishima uncomfortably pulled out his phone, "Seriously Kirishima?" Bakugo practically bristled at his red-haired friend.
"What?" Kirishima shrugged and tried to play the innocent card, "Usually these meetings tell us what we're supposed to do anyway."
Uraraka shuffled in her seat and definitely tried to hide as she checked her own phone. Thank goodness her back was to Bakugo or she was sure she'd hear about it all day. She checked the daily email and once again, she was out learning all the patrol routes with him. She probably could have guessed.
Bakugo rolled his eyes as the spark of irritation in his gut grew to a small flame. He turned his attention back to the night shift hero at the front.
"Shame." The hero pointed around the room as everyone finished checking their phones. "Now, back to business." He flipped through a few more pages, scanning for the important stuff. "Oh yeah, don't forget that we have the U.A. students coming next week for their experience training."
Everyone in the room audibly groaned at the reminder. Uraraka was the only one who looked excited, but quickly turned to confused. She turned around to see both Bakugo and Kirishima were in the disgruntled boat. "Aren't you guys excited to have the students here?"
"Hell no!" Bakugo snapped angrily. "You actually want to be tailed by a bunch of obnoxious and inexperienced greenies?"
"Greenies?" She asked with a quirked eyebrow.
"Yeah," Kirishima replied, "We call them that because they're total noobs."
Uraraka pondered his phrase for a moment as the meeting continued.
"I expect you all to be on your best behavior while they're here. It's important that we keep a good relationship with U.A." The presenter pointed an accusing finger at Bakugo. "I'm talking to you, Ground Zero!"
Bakugo didn't break character, "Shut the hell up, worm-head."
"Wow," Earthworm slapped his clipboard down on the podium and sent his hands to his hips, "That is just so original. It's almost like I've never heard it before."
Bakugo could barely keep the smirk off his lips. He liked Earthworm. He was one of the few at the office who didn't put up with his shit and could throw down in a serious fight. Bakugo could respect that. He almost missed working the nightshift during his rookie days with that worm-head.
Uraraka sputtered as she tried to contain her laughter. She'd have to take notes from this night-time hero! It took all her willpower not to turn around to see Bakugo's reaction.
"Something funny, roundface?" Bakugo muttered threateningly from behind her back.
"Nope!" Uraraka blurted out and clamped her mouth into a straight line, "Not at all." She kept her back turned to him and hoped he couldn't see any of her amused face.
As the meeting continued from there, Kirishima suspiciously eyed the blonde and brunette to his left. They seemed awfully chummy today. He couldn't shake the feeling like something was up. Bakugo was actually being somewhat tolerable toward Uraraka and his insults felt more like teases. It was unsettling yet oddly endearing. Kirishima felt a budding realization growing in his gut and he kept one eye on them as the meeting dragged forward.
"I think I've pretty much covered everything," Earthworm picked the clipboard up off of the podium. "Now quit dawdling and get to work."
Uraraka watched as the earthy hero glanced back toward herself and her two old classmates. She glanced behind her and saw Bakugo flipping him off. Mortified, she turned back to the front where Earthworm was raising his own finger to wave. She watched as the hero left without another word and she could hear Bakugo sniff bemusedly. They must know each other well.
Everyone in the room began muttering among themselves as they began their exit. Uraraka scooped her duffle bag off the floor and stood up to face Bakugo. "It looks like it's you and me again."
"Yeah it's going to suck, I get it." Bakugo retorted without skipping a beat.
Uraraka gaped at him for a moment before she regained her composure, "You're telling me."
He stood up and grabbed his own duffle to sling over his shoulder before he shot her another searing look, "At least you're one hundred percent today. I'm pretty sure I would have killed you if you came in looking like you did yesterday."
Uraraka slapped her hand on her forehead, "Blame that on Mina. She's the one who brought the wine and cheese."
"Guess I was right," Bakugo went to blow by her, "One glass and you're on your ass."
"Hey!" Uraraka sputtered, "I'll have you know that I am not a lightweight!" She went to give chase as he left the room.
Kirishima was surprised by their exchange. He had just stood up from his seat when it had begun and he swore that Bakugo seemed eerily… pleasant toward her. Well, as pleasant as that hot-head could possibly be. He pondered it as he sauntered toward the door and suddenly the budding realization in his gut took root. "Oh damn…" Kirishima felt the words slip out of his mouth.
He exited the room and caught the tail end of Bakugo's disappearance into the men's locker room. He was mildly impressed by the blonde's subtlety and congratulated him on his achievement at the same time. No wonder Bakugo never liked the girls that Kirishima put in front of him. He clearly already had a type.
He turned toward his office and whipped out his phone as he walked. He was already regretting the text he was sending to Kaminari, for his own sake at least.
"Cancel on the girls for tonight."
It was a grand total of thirty seconds before his phone chimed with a response.
"Whaaaat? Why?! D:"
Kirishima found himself at his office now and plopped down in his desk chair before typing out a response.
"Bakugo isn't going to go for it."
Kirishima unlocked his work computer and began working through his emails, deleting all the ones he deemed unimportant. His phone chimed again.
"But what about us? I haven't gotten laid in 2 months man!"
Kirishima chuckled to himself as he typed out a response.
"It's probably not the girls then. It's probably just you."
A response text didn't show up for a while and Kirishima nearly forgot about the conversation while he worked through the stack of paperwork on his desk. Finally, the phone chimed again.
"It's done. I cancelled. D': Damn you, Kirishima."
Kirishima giggled lightheartedly at the reply he'd gotten. He and Kaminari were good looking guys. They could find themselves some ladies without much effort. The only reason he'd initially asked Kaminari to bring them was for Bakugo's sake, but that felt strangely unnecessary now.
He comforted himself at the loss of their womanly counterparts with the thought that perhaps they really did need a good guys night. It really had been too long.
Uraraka walked beside her patrol partner for at least three hours now in silence. It was starting to become deafeningly loud. She couldn't take it anymore, "So," She started, testing the waters of conversation. "Do you have any plans this weekend?"
Bakugo was miffed by her sudden question. "Like I'd tell you."
Uraraka figured that this would be his response and decided to turn the conversation to herself, "Mina is getting all of us girls together from school tonight. I'm pretty excited about it."
Bakugo really didn't care about her weekend plans, "Fuckin' good for you."
Now it was her turn to be annoyed. "Would it kill you to have a conversation with me?"
"Yes." Bakugo replied curtly and prayed that she'd drop the topic. He'd had a decent day so far and one thing that could ruin it right now would be listening to roundface blab about anything girly.
Uraraka scoffed at his undesirable response, "Kirishima told me that you guys were doing something this weekend too."
"Of course he fucking did," Bakugo snarled as that stupid red-head's face came to his mind. "That guy doesn't know how to keep a lid on anything."
Finally she was getting somewhere, "What are you guys planning to do?"
"Why the hell do you want to know?" Bakugo bit back with a gust of irritation.
She simply shrugged in reply, "I guess I'm just curious."
Bakugo rolled his eyes, "Well quit being nosy. It's none of your business anyway. And for the love of god, do not mention this to pinky or else she'll be tracking us down all night."
Uraraka was confused by the nickname for a moment before it dawned on her that he was talking about Mina. "I guess you don't really like Mina's company, huh?"
Bakugo wanted to punch the pink alien the moment he recalled the last time he saw her. "The first and last time she ever went out with us, she got her acid reflux shit all over the bar. It was fuckin' disgusting."
Uraraka laughed aloud at his description, momentarily disarming the blonde.
"Why the fuck is that funny? She's a damn sloppy drunk, not to mention she's loud as all get out." Bakugo snapped at her while she wiped away a joyful tear.
Uraraka caught her breath after her laughter ended and smiled stupidly up at him, "You're starting to make me worried about going out tonight."
Bakugo scoffed at her comment, "You should be. She's a fuckin' psycho and I don't get how Kirishima can stand being around her."
"I like her," Uraraka turned her face back toward the sidewalk that they were walking down, "She's fun."
Bakugo wanted to smack her on the back of the head for that ridiculous reply, "Then you're just as crazy as she is, roundface."
Before Uraraka to trot out a response, a shout was heard from down the street. Both of the heroes looked up to see a woman outside a shop, pointing at a fleeing individual. "Somebody, help! I just got robbed!"
Before Uraraka could even get a word out, Bakugo was already sprinting toward the assailant. "Hey!" She started to tell him to wait up, but she realized that he wouldn't listen. "Oh, nevermind!"
She took off running after him, begging her legs to catch up. With all the time she'd spent in the gym over the last few years, she was pleased to see her somewhat closing the space between her and her patrol partner. She'd improved and it was so satisfying to finally see it.
"Stop right there!" Bakugo thundered after the criminal, "If you do, maybe you'll get away with your life!" He couldn't keep the grin of a potential battle off his face as he pursued his target. Finally, he was going to get some action.
The threat fell on deaf ears as the criminal only continued to attempt an escape. The petty thief threw up a barricade of rock as they ran into an alleyway and Bakugo halted to blow it up so he could get through. Just as the rocks exploded, he caught sight of a pink and black blob parading over the barrier like a damn fairy.
"See you later, Bakugo!" Uraraka smiled teasingly at him as she continued the chase ahead of him.
"Damn it!" Bakugo felt the fire erupt in him as he finally passed through the barricade, "You're going to get it now!" Bakugo barked toward the criminal that was a ways ahead now and he blasted himself toward his target. He figured now would be an appropriate time to use his quirk because now he not only had to capture a villain, but he also had to beat roundface to it.
The boost of speed didn't help much, however. As he rounded the corner he'd seen his partner and the villain pass, he was surprised by the scene. A few yards down the sidewalk, Uraraka was wrestling the assailant to the ground. This guy's rock quirk hadn't helped him much because Uraraka had used her own quirk to disarm them. Pieces of cement floated in the air around them as she pinned him face-first into the sidewalk in the most gracefully brutal way Bakugo had ever seen.
He wouldn't lie, he was impressed. He'd just watched her throw that guy down like he was a sack of potatoes. He didn't bother helping her as she cuffed him and rested a knee on her captured villain's back. She brushed her hands off with a look of satisfaction before releasing her quirk and letting the chunks of cement fall to the ground around them.
"Well that was fun," She smiled at him once she finally realized she was through with the arrest.
"Don't sound so pleased with yourself," Bakugo finally approached her, a scowl written into his face. "It was just petty theft."
Uraraka's face fell into a deep frown, "Well a criminal is a criminal and it's our job to stop them. Are you going to radio in for a police car or not?"
"Do it yourself," Bakugo muttered and snatched the stolen purse away from the scum who had stolen it.
Uraraka huffed a sigh of indignation before unlatching the radio from her belt, "You're just mad that I beat you."
"You wish, roundface." He dropped the purse to hang at his side like it was an offensive object. "I've already moved past bottom feeders like this piece of shit. They only call me for the big fights now." Bakugo felt a smirk on his lips, but fought to keep it away. It was easy to ruffle her feathers.
She ignored the comment but didn't pass up on giving him a somewhat dirty look before she called in to the agency.
It didn't take long for a police car to arrive to take their captured villain away. Bakugo had stayed behind while Uraraka went to return the stolen purse and he entertained himself by giving the villain shit about getting beaten up by a girl.
Uraraka returned just in time to see her successful capture be loaded into a police car and she couldn't help but smile. She didn't realize how much she'd needed a win until now. Even a small one like this was a huge help.
The police officer thanked them for their textbook apprehension before handing them each a copy of the police report.
"Don't thank me," Bakugo sneered and almost wanted to crumple the report in his hand. "Thank roundface here, she did all the work."
The recognition caught Uraraka off guard and she smiled at Bakugo for it, "Thank you," She felt the words come out genuinely.
"Yeah well, don't open the champagne just yet," He signalled to her police report in her hands, "You still have to do a statement and file that shit."
She shrugged as the police car pulled away, "I don't mind paperwork. It's the only part of this job that feels normal, you know?"
Bakugo wasn't fazed by her, "Oh, how pedestrian of you. Want a trophy for that?"
She rolled her eyes, but laughed anyway. "That's right, I forgot that the great Ground Zero didn't have time for such petty things like paperwork."
"Damn straight," Bakugo sniffed and turned to leave. "No hurry your ass up. We don't have all day to stand around and talk about how great I am."
Uraraka laughed again but followed, "I remember that it was actually me that took down that thief before you even got there."
"Petty thief," Bakugo corrected her. "Quit pretending it was grand larceny."
Uraraka almost punched him, "You're just butt-hurt that you got there late."
Bakugo was irked and almost punched her too, "I let you catch that guy. We both know you needed it. Just try not to be upset that it wasn't exactly press-worthy. Like I told you before, I'm the star of that show."
"Puh-lease," Uraraka enunciated the word heavily, "You're going to regret saying that when that day comes."
Bakugo's ears perked and he gave her a testing glare, "Is that a challenge, roundface?"
"Maybe," She drawled and looked away.
Bakugo felt a twist in his chest and he took his eyes off of her. Perhaps having an actual conversation hadn't totally ruined his day. He was in a fuckin' great mood now, despite how he had been beaten to the punch by Uraraka. He knew he'd never admit that to her, so he let his previous statements stand. At least she'd done something heroic to help her cause. Ugh! Why did he even care?!
A few hours had passed since his patrol with Uraraka had ended and now Bakugo found himself at a local bar in downtown Tokyo. Clubs weren't really his thing, but clearly the gaggle of 'friends' he had around him did not feel the same way.
"Yoooo!" Kaminari plopped down on a couch beside him. "What's up, Bakugo? I haven't seen you in a while!"
Bakugo felt his fist clench around the beer can in his hand, threatening to blow it up. "Fuck off, sparky." He was seriously not in the mood for the electric dolt tonight.
"Don't mind him," Kirishima toppled onto the cushions to Bakugo's left. "He's just mad that Uraraka one-upped today. Isn't that right, buddy?" He clapped the blonde on the back and went to take another drink.
Bakugo really wanted to blow the can up now, "She did not one-up me, dipshit. I fuckin' let her win."
"Yeah yeah," Kirishima pretended that Bakugo wasn't seething beside him, "You felt bad, whatever, I don't care. Let's just have fun, huh?"
"Hell yeah! Boys night!" Sero entered the conversation and took a seat opposite of the three. "Shit, how long has it been?"
"Not long enough," Bakugo spat and leaned back in his seat, taking a long drink from his beer.
The other three let the comment go over their heads as they held up their drinks for cheers, "Come on, Bakugo! Just chill!" Kirishima elbowed the blonde to his right and held out his cup to Bakugo.
Begrudgingly, Bakugo clanked his can against Kirishima's cup and went for another drink. He figured he'd need to get fucked up if he was going to make it through the night. He paused after the drink and then decided to knock back the whole thing.
"So," Kaminari started the conversation, "I'm assuming we're going to bar-hop, right?"
"Like real college students," Kirishima fired back with a stupid as hell grin. "We deserve a night off from being heroes!"
Bakugo was feeling the warmth of the beer in his gut as he requested another from the waitress passing by. Fuck, it was going to be a long as hell night.
"We're going to have to get out of here soon though," Sero chimed in as he glanced around the room, "There isn't a whole lot to look at in here."
Bakugo knew that he was referring to the lack of women, but he didn't really care. Every time that Kirishima dragged him out, he'd just sideline and watch all the others make absolute dicks of themselves trying to pick a girl up. He didn't get it in the slightest. He definitely was not appealing to the idea of having to actually woo a woman all night in the hopes that she'd actually put out. No, it was a complete waste of time.
However, in the rare instance that they'd come on to him, they weren't exactly tens to him. He'd turn them away every time and he'd bathe in the pathetically stupefied looks on his friends' faces when he did.
Yeah, he could get girls if he wanted to. Bakugo knew he was a sharp looking guy. He never dressed down for anything and he always cleaned up good. He used to get tired of Kirishima giving him shit about it, but Bakugo had eventually learned to tune that same old lecture out. He supposed he just wasn't into it because his goals were bigger than getting laid on a friday night.
He realized that he'd been absent from the conversation for a while as his next beer was delivered. Bakugo took a quick drink as he listened to the others to catch up.
"Yeah, it's been a slow week for us too," Kirishima motioned to Bakugo. "It's like they're building up to something."
They were talking about the absence of villains on the streets for the last few days. Bakugo decided to finally enter in, "It doesn't fuckin' help that we're going to be strapped down by greenies next week either."
"Shit," Kirishima shook his head, "I keep forgetting about that."
Kaminari laughed at their predicament, "Sucks for you guys. Maybe the rest of us will finally be able to get some actual hero work done while you're busy changing diapers."
"You're the real sucker, shithead," Bakugo spat back, "At least you know that you only get the scraps I leave for you."
Kaminari's hand flew up to clutch his chest, "Wow, Bakugo. I think that's the nicest thing you've ever said to me. I'm touched."
Bakugo wanted to strangle that buzz-brain so bad. "Go change your tampon, sparky."
"Burn…" Sero breathed the word out with a grin.
"Let's get out of here, huh?" Kirishima started to stand up. "We don't want to start a fight at our first bar, now do we?" They'd lost count of how many times they'd done that.
Bakugo rolled his eyes as he stood up and decided to chug the beer before going to close his tab. It was definitely going to be a long night.
"Where are Momo and Tsuyu?" Uraraka found herself asking as she sat down in between Mina and Toru.
Jiro leaned over the bar from her spot on the left of Mina and waved, "Tsuyu had the weekend shift and Momo already had plans."
"Lame!" Uraraka smiled sweetly. "They're missing out!"
"Right?" Mina beamed at Uraraka's enthusiasm. "I guess they just don't love us."
Uraraka was already enjoying herself and she'd only just arrived. A few more minutes of small talk passed between the girls before the bartender dropped off an array shot glasses in front of them.
"Okay," Mina passed around the drinks. "These are called pickle shots." She motioned to the first of the two shot glasses that they'd all received. "This one is tequila… I think." She pondered for a second before moving on to the other one that was colored a dark green. "This one is pickle juice."
Uraraka wrinkled her nose at the drinks. "These don't sound so good, Mina."
"Trust me," Her pink friend placed a hand on Uraraka's forearm. "They're awesome. You just take the alcohol first and then chase it with the pickle juice."
"Are you sure?" Uraraka eyed the two tiny glasses in front of her. "I don't think this is a good idea."
She felt a hand on her back but couldn't see the action. She could hear Toru's voice beside her, "They're way good. I'll take yours if you don't want it."
"No," Uraraka felt a rush of adrenaline. "Here's to girls night!" Her burst of bravery pushed her to down the shot and then chase it with the juice. As soon as the two drinks went down her throat, she found herself gasping for air.
"Hell yeah, Uraraka!" Mina cheered and followed suit with her own shots. "That's the kind of energy I like to see!"
Uraraka couldn't wait to get the taste of pickle juice out of her mouth, but didn't get the opportunity before Mina was ordering a round of something else.
"Should we move to a table?" Jiro asked as the music in the club was cranked up.
All three girls nodded and followed as Jiro guided them toward the corner of the club where the music wasn't quite so loud. People were pouring into the place now, getting ready for fun friday night, much like the four of them were.
"I ordered us some birthday cake shots," Mina shared with them as they sat on the high chairs.
Uraraka opened her mouth to protest but Toru beat her to the punch. "You're just trying to get us all drunk right away, Mina!"
"Ugh," Mina shot them all a teasing smile, "You're on to me already, huh?" All three girls chuckled at her forward tone. "Fine, after this I will only order rounds when you ask me to, okay?"
Uraraka felt relieved. If the whole night would have been left in Mina's hands, she was sure she wouldn't make it to midnight.
"So how's the job going, Uraraka?" Jiro finally asked. "When Mina told me that you had moved into the city, I was surprised to hear it."
"It's great!" Uraraka smiled happily, "It's been a bumpy few days, but I'm getting there."
Mina rolled her eyes, "Don't even lie. You're working at the best agency in the better part of Tokyo. Give yourself some credit, girl!"
Uraraka smiled sweetly, "Well, I'm sure it would have been better if they hadn't stuck me with Bakugo on patrol. He's so serious all the time that it's hard to have fun, you know?"
"Ugh," All three girls sympathized with her but Mina was the one who spoke, "That guy is intense. At least the week is over now, so hopefully you'll be able to branch out on Monday."
"Probably," Uraraka recalled the briefing meeting, "They're having us host a class of U.A. students so I'm really looking forward to that."
Jiro ran a hand over her face, "How in the world are you excited about that?"
Uraraka tilted her head in confusion, "You guys too? Bakugo and Kirishima called them greenies."
"You have no idea what you're getting into," Toru's voice chimed in.
Uraraka glanced between the other three nervously, "What could be so bad about helping some high schoolers? That used to be us, you know? I used to love trips like this."
"We all did," Mina piped up, "Because we all thought we were total badasses that couldn't die. It definitely didn't help that we were U.A. students. I'm sure we were just as annoying as the kids are these days."
"Tell me about it," Jiro fiddled with her earphone jacks. "They're a load of cocky bastards."
"Get ready for more questions than you're prepared to answer," Toru shared and laughed without jealousy.
Mina patted Uraraka on the back, "We're going to have to take you out again next friday after the week you're about to have."
Uraraka gulped awkwardly. At her old agency, the only kids she would ever get to see were the occasional primary class that would stop by on their field trips. She loved playing with the kids and showing them her quirk. It was always a highlight when the school bus would pull up, but perhaps her friends were right. U.A. high school students were going to be an entirely new challenge.
"I pity the kid that gets stuck with Bakugo," Jiro thought aloud. "They'd better give him the most loud mouthed kid they have. That guy could use a taste of his own medicine."
Uraraka laughed with the rest of them at the thought but suddenly worried about what kind of child would be in her care. What would they be like? Would she be able to handle it? She wasn't sure anymore and she was feeling her excitement ebbing away.
"Here's our drinks!" Mina cheered as the four shot glasses were set on the table. "No chasers, right ladies?" She grabbed one and lifted it into the air.
Uraraka eyed the tall shot before her and hesitated. Oh man, she was going to feel this in the morning. All four of them pounded the shot on the table before throwing them back. Yep, she definitely was going to feel it.
Weeeelp, here I am again. I'm a hopeless kacchako bnha fan. I literally coudn't get home from work fast enough today to write this. I've had ideas for it swimming in my head since I woke up lol.
I actually have some time to spare before bed, so maybe I'll start on the next one. Ugh the possibilities! I'm so excited.
Arisa20: Thank you for the pep talk, girl. I fuckin' needed it lol I am so glad you're enjoying this! Thanks for the review :')
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NumberSixteen: Lol idk if you have to review that much because idk if I can handle the pressure xD But I for sure appreciate that you love it!
Ok I'm going to post this now and hurry back to google docs to start on the next one. GAH I'm way too pumped for this.
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