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BAKUGOU'S BARMAN ADVENTURE

(Chapter 6: Another One Bites the Dust)


Act 6: Use Your Illusion

Currently Playing: Hello Again - The Cars


10:17 PM


Todoroki slowly drank from his glass of wine while watching the strangely sweet interactions of Bakugou and Camie. Along with Momo, Kendo and Komori, he had approached the balcony after the creation-quirk user had spotted an unknown person. At some distance from them, Aoyama was starting what he called 'the sacre champagne ritual, while Ojiro and Hagakure had gone on to dance with Mina and Pony.

Todoroki looked around him with curious eyes: while he wasn't one to usually enjoy such crowded places, he had to recognize its appeal. The place was filled with music and colorful lights, something that young people of his age seemed to enjoy immensely. The strange thing was: he was starting to enjoy it as well.

But at the moment, his attention was turned towards the couple in front of him. Camie was currently pinching Komori's cheeks and mumbling something like 'soooo cute!', while the shy mushroom girl was flustering and trying to unleash herself from the blonde girl's hands. Bakugou simply watched, his ever-present scowl on his face but with a tiny hint of a smile. 'Weird.'

"Yoooo, can you, like, create any kind of mushroom?", Camie asked Komori.

"Y-Yes, why?", Komori stuttered.

Camie smiled maliciously, before leaning on the girl's ear, whispering. Bakugou, upon seeing this, frowned and gently pulled his girlfriend back. "Camie, that's fucking illegal", he growled, making the mushroom girl yelp and walk away embarrassed.

The blonde laughed, faking a pout. "You're no fun, Baku", she whined, the two starting to playfully bicker.

Todoroki cleared his throat.

"Huh", he hummed in a quiet voice. "I would never have guessed."

"And why is that, ice-brain?", Bakugou retorted with a grin, he and Camie leaning on the counter with very little distance between them. "Jealous?"

Todoroki raised an eyebrow. "Why would I be?", he asked, genuinely not understanding what he meant. "I just never imagined you and Ms. Illusion getting together."

Momo, sipping from her wine, turned to the heterochromatic boy. "You knew Utsushimi-san already, Todoroki?", she asked in surprise, her cheeks already adopting a faint redness from the drinking.

"Ah, you three took the Remedial Course, right?", Kendo questioned, also with a glass of wine on her hands.

Todoroki nodded. "Yes, that is where I met Utsushimi", he explained, before bowing slightly towards the girl. "That said, you have my gratitude. Your quirk helped us a great deal that day", he thanked Camie, making Momo smile brightly upon seeing a softer and grateful side of Todoroki.

The illusion-hero waved her hand in dismissal. "Pfff, no biggie, icyhot", she laughed. 'Icyhot?', Todoroki questioned mentally. "You, Inasa and Baku were the tough dudes behind it. I just improvised."

"You mean I was", Bakugou snorted. "With a little assistance from your stupid illusions", he declared with a grin, to which Camie snickered and nudged him with her elbow.

"Yeah, right. Big scary Baku scaring the shit out of little kids, I should've taken a picture", she teased him, making Momo and Kendo laugh while Bakugou crossed his arms and mumbled 'fucking brats'.

Todoroki glanced at Momo and Kendo, watching both of them twitching their fingers and smile dumbly. Thing is, Todoroki was one of the few people that knew that both Momo and the Class 1-B were hopelessly romantic, and as such, were probably dying to ask Bakugou about his blossoming relationship. The boy cleared his throat.

"Something on your minds?", he asked them, making both girls yelp.

"U-Uh, well...", Kendo started, rubbing her arm. "How… how did it start?", she asked, staring at the couple intensely.

Camie perked up, starting to grin maliciously. "Weeeell, it all started when-"

"When Illusions started to text me everyday and be a general pain in the ass", Bakugou interrupted, smiling satisfied with his own version of facts.

Camie flashed her tongue to Bakugou, before continuing:

"Heh, yeah, pretty much. After the Remedial Course, I was, like, dying to meet some of these UA cuties", she explained, playfully punching Bakugou's belly. "Actually, I think I first texted icyhot there."

Momo sipped her drink, frowning. Todoroki's eyes widened in surprise: he didn't remember any texts.

Bakugou barked a loud laugh. "Hah! You tried to fuck ice-brain?", he asked, incredulous. This time, Momo almost choke on the wine.

"Heeey, ya can't blame me!", Camie snickered. "How would I know that below yo loud-ass there was an actual cool dude?"

Bakugou snorted, while Kendo had bright eyes of expectation. "Yes? Then what?", she asked excitedly.

Camie smiled and continued: "As I was sayin', I got Baku's number after that, started to talk with him and stuff, cuz' you know, hottie alert!", she explained, laughing. "Even so, you guys have no idea of how much a bad-boy Baku thinks he is."

"We have some notion", Todoroki stated, smirking. Bakugou had given up on criticizing Camie's story, simply growling whenever he heard something he didn't like.

"Theeen, after some time, he finally agreed to hang out with me, yadda yadda, the rest is history", she snorted, placing her arm around Bakugou's shoulder. "And here I am dating this angry hunk of a man."

While the story wasn't exactly romantic, Kendo was still happy with it. "That's great! I'm glad you two found someone", she giggled, before looking up dreamingly, a sad look on her face. "I've never even went to a date with someone."

"N-Neither did I", Momo chirped, her cheeks red. She quickly glanced at Todoroki, before looking away.

A small part of Todoroki was glad at her words, a part which the boy himself didn't understand much. Something about the idea of Yaoyorozu dating or kissing someone else didn't sat right with him.

Someone. Not someone else, Todoroki. Get a grip.

Camie and Bakugou simply watched as the two squirmed in embarrassment in front of them, smirking. Even for someone who had barely met them, Camie could see how the two were just dying to 'suck each others faces', as Baku would say.

Bakugou leaned on Camie's ear, whispering.

"Yo, Illusions. Do the thing."

"What thing?", Camie asked, confused.

"The thing."

"What...ohhh", Camie perked up in realization, smirking devilishly. "On it, fam."

She smirked to Momo and Todoroki, crossing her arms. "Hey! Yaoyorozu, was it?", she asked, to which Momo meekly nodded, her cheeks still red. "Wanna see my quirk? Ask the two, it's pretty sick."

"Ah, I was curious about that!", chirped Kendo.

Momo raised an eyebrow, looking at Todoroki. The boy was confused by the sudden suggestion, but nodded anyway. "It's true. Her quirk is truly impressive", he said.

"W-Well… alright, then. Show us!", she agreed, a shaky smile on her face. She had been curious about the girl's quirk, and to see it in person would be a great experience.

Camie smirked maliciously. "Okay. Here it is", she simply said, crossing her arms.

Momo blinked. "Uh, excuse me?"

Camie continued to smirk along with Bakugou, both staring at her like they had an inside joke everyone knew except her.

She frowned, turning her head sideways to Shoto. "Todoroki, what are they talkin-"

Momo gasped. Up until now, Todoroki had been quite serious as always, with a soft smirk here there.

But now, he was simply beaming, like he had lights and flowers surrounding him on a soothing atmosphere. His eyes were shining, his expression telling her with all words 'Everything is alright', and his smile was simply...simply… beautiful.

She was shocked, watching as the boy turned his attention to her, staring deep into her eyes with calmness and confidence she had never seen before. Her legs melted, and she wanted nothing more than to just touch his beautiful face.

"T-T-Todoroki…?", she stuttered meekly, her eyes wide.

"Momo-chan", Todoroki called her, his voice soft like white velvet. The girl squealed upon hearing him use her first name. "Would you like to dance with me?", he asked.

Momo was frozen on the spot, every fiber of her being shaking. His voice had reached her in depths she never even imagined she had, and his small lips moved seductively while he spoke to her.

"T-T-Todoroki-kun, w-what are you saying…?"

"What I'm saying is that I've never seen someone as amazing as you, Momo", he continued with his heavenly smile. "Would you dance with me? Would you hold me and give me the privilege of looking into your beautiful eyes and say: 'I love you'?"

Momo was still in shock, only mutters coming out of her mouth. She stared at his eyes, his smile, his soft expression, his...

Kendo approached her friend.

"M-Momo, what are you-"

"YES!", Momo cried, throwing herself into Todoroki's arms and squealing. "Yes, I will, Todoroki! Hold me and kiss me! Tell me that you love me!", she gripped the boy's torso, tears of happiness coming out of her eyes.

She kept squealing for some time, but didn't heard Todoroki's response. She lifted her head, wiping the tears away and smiling. But what she saw confused her.

There was no more lights and flowers surrounding Todoroki, and the boy was no longer smiling softly. Now, he was staring at her with wide eyes and cheeks red, more than she had ever seen on the boy.

Even so… he was still beautiful. The surprise lasted only a seconds, before Momo couldn't bear the temptation any longer: she slowly approached his face, aiming to touch his sweet lips with her own…

"Y-Y-Yaoyorozu-san", Todoroki squealed with a stutter, looking surprised and embarrassed. "W-What are you doing?"

Momo blinked and looked around her.

She was clinging to a stiff Todoroki, while Kendo, Bakugou and Camie stared at her. The latter two had eyes wide and a grin on their faces, seemingly enjoying the situation immensely.

Her heart skipped a beat, her arms slowly leaving Todoroki and stiffening on her sides. She looked like she was hyperventilating.

"Momo? A-Are you okay?", Kendo approached her again, aiming to place a hand on her shoulder. Momo was quicker.

"AH! I-I'm s-sorry, everyone!", she perked up, trying to laugh and avoiding Todoroki's gaze. She started to step back away from them. "I-I think I need to go to the toilet! Yeah, that's it! S-See you guys later!", she declared, before sprinting away.

Todoroki was mute, his face still flushed. Eventually, he looked up.

"I t-think I need to go as well", he simply muttered, before taking his leave.

The three that were left kept quiet for some time, Bakugou and Camie trying to muffle a laughter.

"Holy shit, Camie", Bakugou exclaimed, impressed. "That was fucking gold."

Kendo looked at them both, a confused expression on her face. "W-What just happened?"

"My quirk is 'Illusion', fam", Camie explained, snickering. "I just, well… showed her what she wanted to see."

Kendo frowned. "B-But… that was wrong! I know Momo likes Todoroki, but I don't think she wanted him to know it like that!", she exclaimed with indignation.

"Relax", Bakugou scoffed. "Ice-brain likes her too. Camie just gave them the push the fuckers needed."

Kendo blinked, not believing in what she had just heard.

"What? How do you know that?", she asked, incredulous. Camie snickered.

"Bad-boy here is a pretty good observer", she explained. "Besides, it was obvious."

Kendo stood there, her mind racing. She looked from one side to another, not knowing what to do. Seeing that, Camie and Bakugou looked at each other and grinned.

"Oy, big-hands", Bakugou called Kendo's attention. "Why don't you go have a talk with your friend? I just gave information free of charge. You gonna do nothing with that?"

Kendo scratched the back of her neck nervously, before nodding.

"Y-You're right. I'll go talk to Momo", she said, before walking away with the same surprised expression she had a minute ago.

As they watched the girl disappear on the crowd, Camie snickered.

"Dude, you're such a softie."

"I'm not. I'm just tired of all this fucking dancing around", Bakugou retorted.

"Well, what about that time when you-"

She was interrupted by the sound of someone spitting liquid loudly.

Both turned their heads to see Aoyama, who up until that point had been performing his 'champagne ritual' (consisting in some candles and a croissant the nobody knew where he had gotten), spitting the champagne he had just drank.

He held his glass goblet up to his eyes, his expression full of hate and disgust. Bakugou had never seen sparkly-boy so fucking pissed, and the intensity of his rage made the blonde widen his eyes.

"Putain, merde, fils de pute!", Aoyama roared, irate. "Si c'est du champagne, je suis le putain de roi d'Angleterre! C'est une insulte à consid-"

He paused, noticing the couple looking at him surprised. They stared at each other for long seconds, Aoyama's eyes wide as if he was a deer caught in highlight.

He quickly recomposed, coughing in his hand. "Ahem, I'm sorry, mon ami!", he laughed, throwing sparkles around and trying to play it off. "I belive I need to go to the toilette! Au revoir!", he exclaimed, before sprinting towards the bathroom.

Bakugou and Camie blinked.

"Well", Bakugou stated, still dumbfounded. "That happened."

"Yup", Camie agreed, smirking, before looking down on her own body. "Yo, Baku: you think that chick's boobs are cuter than mine?"

Bakugou recovered his bearings and barked a laugh.

"Fuck no. Yours are much better."


Act 7: Shake It Baby

Currently Playing: Let's Groove - Earth, Wind & Fire


10:29 PM


"Come ooon, Kiri! Get over here!", Mina exclaimed happily, wanting the boy to join her and Pony on the dance floor. They had been dancing for some time, while drinking constantly. As such, Mina and Pony were giggling constantly, while Kirishima and Tetsutetsu were wobbling around, smiling dumbly as they watched them.

"U-Uh, I'm not so sure, Mina", Kirishima laughed nervously, not wanting to embarass himself in front of her. The girl pouted, throwing her puppy eyes to him, making the boy swallow.

After Komori appeared and dragged Shiozaki somewhere, only the four students were left. Kirishima couldn't resist to just stare at Mina: her movements were hypnotic. The way she swayed along with the music, moving her arms and head all around, the way she smiled and laughed… the dumb smile on his face couldn't lie: he was entranced.

"Bro, you're staring", Tetsutetsu nudged him with his elbow, snickering.

Kirishima was startled by this, like he had woke up from a dream. "N-No i wasn't!", he whispered, sushing his friend.

The steel-quirk user laughed. "Yeah, you pretty much were", he snorted. "Why don't you go dance with her, man? You know she wants you to!"

Kirishima scratched the back of his head, smiling nervously. While the boy was more open and lively from the alcohol, he still felt embarrassed with the situation. As such, he had limited himself to simply watch the girls dance.

"Argh, don't know, man", he sighed. "I never danced before. I mean, as if dancing wasn't embarrassing enough…"

"Yeah, man, I know. But…!", Tetsutetsu lifting a finger, smiling. "A true man always faces his fears! And what kind of bro would I be if I didn't remind you of that?", he proclaimed proudly, his hand now closed on a fist.

Kirishima's eyes widened and the boy stared at his friend. He was right: not only that was what he wanted, but what a true man would do. A man faces his fears and conquers what he wants. He looked over to Mina, still dancing and smiling to him, her eyes calling the boy to dance. He swallowed, before smiling. It was an opportunity, right? If it didn't work, no prob, right? Yeah.

Kirishima fist-bumped Tetsutetsu, grinning.

"Let's do it, man. You and me."

On the dance floor, Mina and Pony watched the quiet conversation between the two hardening-quirk users. What they were talking about, Mina didn't know, but she could take a guess.

"You're a pretty good dancer, Miss Mina!", Pony laughed, english words slipping.

"Thanks, Pony! You're pretty good too!", Mina replied, grinning happily. "Shame those two dorks won't dance with us!"

Pony giggled, moving her arms and legs with the music. "Mister Kirishima is sooo embarrassed! I think Tetsutetsu is trying to convince him!"

Mina sighed exasperate. "Gahh, why are boys so shy for this kind of stuff?!", she exclaimed, following Pony's movements. "It's just dancing!"

Pony giggled again, twirling around and moving her feet. "It's not the dancing, Miss Mina! It's you!"

Mina paused for a second, her eyes wide. "What? Why?", she asked, brows raised.

"Because Mister Kirishima is shy, of course!", Pony chirped, shaking her body when the beat started again. "He has been glancing at you all night. He's obviously nervous with your presence!", Pony said happily.

Mina frowned at that. She knew that Pony would usually be honest, having little concept of discretion (much like herself). She wouldn't lie about that, would she? Why would Kirishima be ashamed of her? Why would he…

Oh.

Mina's cheeks went red. She turned around to look at him once more, only to find him face-to-face with her.

"H-Hey", he greeted nervously, starting to move with the music as well. "So… let's dance?"

Mina blinked and swallowed, but managed to smile and nod.

The two started to move, along with Pony and Tetsutetsu. While the two students from 1-B were laughing and dancing along happily, Kirishima and Mina were moving in a more stiffer way. She would throw him a glance and boy would swallow and look away, embarrassed. They kept dancing at some distance, both too nervous to get close.

Kirishima noticed it, getting little sad with that. 'Is she avoiding me?', he wondered.

Mina's mind as at a 1000 miles per hour, thinking about the whole situation. God, she was so blind! Kirishima had always been… well, weird around her. The guy was so outgoing and extrovert, but whenever she approached him or their bodies brushed on each other, he would get flustered and apologize.

She couldn't lie, though: she would usually just brush it off, laugh and make a joke, but secretly get embarrassed as well. She really liked the guy: they were always hanging out, always talking, always sharing stuff. After all, Kirishima was one of her best… 'friends'.

The word sounded worse than she thought it would.

"Mina, you okay?", he asked. Mina stiffened at him calling her by the first name. Why, though? He had always called her that!

"U-Uh, yeah! Sure, buddy. Why?", she replied, her nervousness slipping through her voice.

Kirishima raised a brow, confused. "Oh, nothing. Y-You just seemed out of it, that's all", he explained, gulping.

The awkward dance continued for a while, none of them looking each other in the eyes. Kirishima grip tightened, remembering Tetsutetsu's words. 'A man overcomes his fears'. He glanced at his friend, who surprisingly was already looking at him. The steel-quirk user smiled and mouthed something like 'Go on, dude'. Kirishima swallowed.

Bit by bit, he approached Mina while dancing. The girl noticed that, a nervous smile appearing on her face.

"H-Hey", he greeted when they were closer to each other.

"Hey", she replied in a soft voice, now staring at his eyes. He maintained the eye contact too, entranced by the obsidian darkness of her sclera and her golden iris. She could be the pink girl, but to Kirishima, gold and black were her true colors: so beautiful and hypnotic.

The two kept dancing and smiling, not a word from either. Mina swirled and moved like a professional dancer, and Kirishima tried to catch on. He wasn't anywhere as talented as she was, but the fun lied in there.

He broke the silence. "Anything good happening?", he playfully asked.

Mina snickered. "Something good happening right now, bud", she replied, laughing. "Other than that, I think I saw Momo hugging Todoroki."

"Whaat?", he laughed. "For real?"

"Hehe, she was sooo embarrassed that she went straight to the toilet!", Mina explained, grinning.

Kirishima snickered. "Yeah, maybe they will finally realize it."

Mina swallowed nervously. "Y-Yeah, maybe they will", she said, with a wobbly smile.

Kirishima noticed her nervous expression and raised a brow. He didn't say anything though, and simply kept dancing.

'God, Mina, get a grip. You know he likes you, don't you? Well, maybe not, it just Pony's words. Even so, you know how he looks at you whenever you are together. The way he smiles at you, trying to encourage you when you get a bad score, when you-'

"Mina, can I ask you something?", Kirishima cut her thoughts, his face down and his cheeks red.

Mina swallowed. "Y-Yeah, sure!"

Kirishima fidgeted his fingers, looking at anywhere but her.

"Y-You...you really think Todoroki's the cutest guy in class?", he asked, looking up at her.

Mina was caught by surprise. Why that question all of the sudden?

"W-Well… yeah, I suppose?", she started, stammering. 'Mina, stop'. "I m-mean, he's… good looking and all, so I… I guess he is?". 'Mina, shut the fuck up.'

Kirishima looked down, his dancing becoming stiffer again. Mina just wanted to throw herself from a bridge. 'Why did I say that?'

"Oh. Okay", Kirishima replied, sounding defeated. His tone made Mina's heart clench.

"K-Kiri, that's not what I-"

"Uhhh, listen, I gotta… gotta go to the toilet", he interrupted her, his eyes not meeting hers. The boy turned away and walked off.

"Kiri…!", she called, but the words went unheard.

She watched as the boy disappeared on the crowd, her arms dangling on her sides. She felt like trash.

"Hey", Tetsutetsu approached her, placing a hand on her shoulder. "Don't worry. Kirishima is kind of beetle-head, but he'll come back. Then you explain everything."

Mina's eyes went slightly wet, before she wiped them and snickered. "Crap. Aren't you guys supposed to be tough and all?"

Tetsutetsu smiled. "Heh, yeah, we're pretty tough, but even more soft."

Mina nodded, sighing. "If he… if he comes back, tell him I'm at the couch, okay?"

Tetsutetsu nodded.


Kirishima rushed towards the toilet, his head down. 'Fuck, I'm so stupid. Yeah, Ejirou, get your hopes up, you dumb-ass.'

Suddenly, he crashed against someone, making him yelp and come out of his thoughts. He looked up and saw an terrified-looking Todoroki.

'The cutest guy in class'. Pff, don't be stupid: not his fault. The guy's a cool dude, after all.

"Sorry, man, didn't see you there", he apologized, but got no response. "Todoroki? You okay, bro?", he asked, taking a good look at his friend.

Todoroki was basically hyperventilating, fidgeting with his fingers. He quickly nodded. "Y-Yes, I'm okay, Kirishima. You don't have to worry", he said, before taking off, shaking.

Kirishima raised a brow, confused, but shrugged it off. Entering the empty bathroom, he leaned on the large sink. The place was rather large, enough to support almost twenty students, and through the mirror he could see the many toilet cabins behind him.

He sighed, looking at himself in the mirror. He examined himself, his rough features and spiky hair, and groaned.

"Yeah, like I could compete", he sighed. "You look like shit. Always did, even after all that do-over before UA. Always will."

He kept silent for a long time, simply sulking. Suddenly, he smelled something weird. Perking his head up, he sniffed the bathroom, curious about the strange smell.

Smoke. Not fire smoke, but cigarette smoke. What the…

He heard one of the doors behind him creak, and quickly turned back to see who was there. Had they heard him?

The door opened completely, and what was inside made Kirishima's jaw drop.

"Aoyama?"

Sitting on the toilet, Yuga Aoyama held an almost finished bottle of champagne with his left hand, while the right held an already lit cigarette. His expression was… strange, at least in Aoyama's case. The boy was always floundering around, smirking and saying witty stuff.

Now, he had a serious expression, wobbling from one side to another. His eyes were closed, solemn, and he breathed slowly but deeply. The boy raised a hand, sucking on the cigarette butt.

"D-Dude…?", Kirishima stammered. "You're smoking?"

Aoyama simply lifted his hand, making Kirishima go silent.

Suddenly, some kind of jazz started to play out of nowhere, making Kirishima look around for the source of the music. He didn't found anything.

"Monsieur Kirishima", he slurred, letting out a puff of smoke. "It zeems that you have problems of amour."

"O-Of what?"

"Love, Monsieur Kirishima", he repeated, his voice deep and his face obscured by the smoke. "The gum you like will come back in style."

"What?"

"I ZAID", Aoyama raised his voice. "Ze girl you like has style", he declared, sucking the cigarette once more.

"Uh, y-yeah, she has", Kirishima muttered, before perking up. "W-Wait, how do you know that?"

"You are tranzparrent as glass, mon ami", the blonde explained, releasing smoke once more.

Kirishima sighed, sitting on the floor and facing Aoyama.

"Yeah, she's… she's too good for me", he said, tearing up. "How could I even think that it would work."

Aoyama glanced at him, his eyes semi-serrated in judgement. He raised his glass and sipped from the...whatever it was.

"What makes you think zat, monsieur?", he asked, looking at him with a sour expression. The drink was awful.

Kirishima raised his head, wiping the tears away.

"I-I mean", he sniffed. "She's so perfect. And I'm just some dude who has a crush. How could she look at me like… like that? Like I'm more than a friend?"

Aoyama circled his glass with his indicator. "You tell me, monsieur. Isn't mademoiselle Ashido more than meets the eyes? Aren't you?"

Kirishima didn't understood what he meant. Aoyama continued:

"Amour has nothing to do with apparence, my dear", he slurred, pointing at Kirishima. "She zinks highly of you, mon ami. And I'm zure she has the same doubts as you do, monsieur."

Kirishima reflected on that. "Y-You think?"

Aoyama cackled. "Indeed, monsieur! If you know Ashido, you know that ze girl is not someone so zuperficial. What she values is deep inzide you, mon ami. She values you more than all."

He paused for a second, before shooting Kirishima a sly smile.

"So yes, I believe you have ze chance", he stated, before leaning back.

Kirishima reflected on his words. Shit, how could I be so dumb?! Mina is not someone who just judges people by appearance, she's someone who judges what people have inside of them, their character, their actions, their… feeling.

And if Mina judged him to be good enough for her, he would believe it.

Kirishima lifted his head joyfully.

"Thank you, weird-french-dude! I'll follow your words!", he proclaimed happily.

Aoyama smiled.

"Zats good to hear, mon ami", he said, before making a strange sign with his hands. "Zee you in twenty five minutes."

After that, sparkles and light appeared around Aoyama, and the boy suddenly disappeared in it.

Kirishima blinked and looked at the empty toiled. Then he blinked again.

"I'm so fucking wasted", he groaned as he left the bathroom.


A/N: Feelings? Yuck.

other than that

I would like to apologize to the following people:

1: David Lynch.

2: The entire population of France.

Stay Legend.