Denki climbed into the backseat of the car without a word, grunting as he knocked his leg on the door on the way in. He fell sideways, laying down on the seat and using his foot to hook onto the door and close it. Up front, Momo and Kyoka silently climbed into the front seats, closing their doors and sitting in a shared, muddled silence.
Momo, while climbing into the driver seat, noticed that her brand new leather jacket had somehow lost the stiffness in the shoulders. She glanced at them, craning her neck to see that the sleeves on both arms had been shredded, claw marks having torn the brown leather and leaving it to fall apart at the seams. The tall girl heard Kyoka's lighter click beside her, and turned on the car's engine, allowing her to roll down her partner's window before the stench of cigarette smoke could ruin their night any more than it already was.
Momo's first concert, ruined by a villain incident that the 3 of them had had to deal with. The rich girl leaned forward and rested her head against the steering wheel, closing her eyes. She heard a faint beeping noise, but tried desperately to ignore it, just wanting this night to be over.
"Eheh… hehehe… hehahaAHAHAHAH!"
"Denki, shut up!" Kyoka screamed into the back seat, where the blonde had begun to laugh hysterically. Momo lifted her head from the steering wheel and looked into the rear view mirror, taking note of the tears streaming down Denki's face as he laughed his heart out. His laughs grew louder as he struggled to hold out his phone, the glowing device being rudely snatched out of his hand by an irate Kyoka.
"'Check it o-' Pfft! AhaahaHAHAHA!" The punk rocker began to break down herself, cigarette falling out of her hand and into the parking lot outside. As her body began to convulse due to the force of her laughter, she just barely managed to pass the phone to Momo, who was confused to see Ochaco's social media page open, with a post from just a minute ago at the top of the page.
Check it out! Adding another date to the collection! :D #HeroDating #DoubleDate the post read. Underneath was a picture of Ochaco and Izuku, both seeming to be covered head to toe in ice cream and various toppings, awkwardly smiling with their arms thrown around each other. In the back of the selfie, Momo could just barely make out Katsuki and Camie with their son, who was also covered head to toe in the sweet dairy treat. Despite herself, she found a laugh bubbling up from inside her, pushing past her lips and shaking her body with glee.
"41?! 41 failed dates?!" Denki screamed, his hands on his head, "How?! How are they this bad?!"
"It defies any reasoning!" Momo cried, her own tears beginning to flow as she felt her lungs ache. Kyoka's laughs began to turn into a cough, and Denki managed to pull himself together enough to start patting her in the back. As he did so, he gradually lost what composure he had regained, falling apart once again into a laughing mess, his upper body leaning forward inbetween the two from seats.
Sooner or later, none of them knew exactly how much time they spent laughing, they felt considerably better, Denki picking himself up and sitting properly in the backseat once again. As they got their seatbelts on and pulled out of the parking lot of the venue, the electric blonde had a sudden idea.
"Yo," He spoke up, catching his girlfriends' attention, "… We should totally go get ice cream."
The girls stared at him for a few seconds, before they turned to look at each other. "… Ice cream sounds nice." Momo said.
"Ice cream sounds very nice." Kyoka agreed, leaving Denki to pump his fist in victory behind them. Kyoka pulled out her phone, starting to search for the nearest ice cream parlor, while Momo smiled to herself.
At least tonight would end on a happier note than she'd thought it would.