Saturday was a day full of cleaning and reflection. Denki finished cleaning the lobby with Eijirio around noon and they broke for lunch.
"When are you meeting with Mic Sensei?" Kirishima asked, stuffing his face with fried rice.
Kaminari looked like he was gonna pass out. He swallowed and set down his chopsticks. "Aw man, don't even ask. I don't know. I didn't mean to get involved in all of this. I care about Katsuki, sure, but I didn't mean to be an instigator to the crime."
"Well we stopped staff from ending the fight so we're getting our asses whooped." Eijirio said, glumly. He was no longer hungry. He slapped his hands on the table and stood, picking up his tray. "At least we have the party at Todoroki's. We can live a little before our certain death."
"Cheery." Denki muttered, picking up his tray and standing.
The boys met with Bakugo and they played cards for a while, watched television, and studied. Finally, nighttime fell and everyone was sent to their rooms by Aizawa.
Shoto had been at his house since last night when he called Bakugo. Alcohol. He hadn't really even thought about it. There was always sake in the house. A LOT in fact. But that wasn't going to be enough, was it? He was going to need something more.
He remembered hearing that his neighbor, Kenji, got in trouble a month ago from ordering it off of his phone. He heard the whole thing from his brother, whom was friends with Kenji. It wasn't like Shoto to know the neighborhood kids though. His father made sure of it- Shoto was made to surpass All Might, to become number one, not to 'make friends'.
"Fuck you, Dad." Todoroki muttered, grabbing his brother's old university student ID from off of the fridge and scanned it in order to procure alcohol from a sketchy delivery site.
It arrived that evening, no questions asked. Shoto smelled the stuff. It was strong. It practically gave him a nosebleed from a sharp inhale. Russian stuff. Mexican stuff. They blew sake out of the water.
Ten-thirty came and Midoriya quieted his phone, which buzzed loudly beside him.
"Shut up, please!" He whispered, harshly, pressing a button on the side to thwart the notification. Wordlessly, he stepped out of his dorm and locked his door. He patted his wallet for his metro card so he could take the train with the others.
Outside the train station, Bakugo leaned up against a light post. Kaminari and Kirishima were there, but also some others that he didn't expect, like Momo and Jiro. Even Toru came.
"Where's Ashido?" Toru was asking.
Jiro shrugged. "Mina didn't want to get caught."
"Well neither do I, but here I am." Toru humphed. Her voice lightened. "Hey! Izuku made it!"
Midoriya waved. Bakugo stood up. "Great." He said, sarcastically. A heavy sigh elicited from him before he added. "Let's go then."
The group took the train out to the district that housed the Todoroki residence and knocked. Shoto opened the door and stepped aside.
Everyone removed their shoes and stepped inside.
"This is my house, everyone." Todoroki announced. "If you want, there are drinks and snacks on the table. Make yourselves at home."
"Hey! Cool stereo!" Denki laughed. "Vintage 80's!" Kaminari said, checking out a speaker system.
Shoto shrugged. "I guess. We used to use it a lot when we were kids, jamming the buttons and stuff, but we eventually broke it."
"Aw that's a shame." Kirishima said, kneeling down to take a closer look. "It's Western."
Shoto nodded. "Yeah, it needs a wattage transformer to run."
"Or a Denki." Bakugo said, handing Kirishima a plastic cup, whom gave his thanks.
Kaminari lit up. "Hey! Yeah! I can run one of these easily. Todoroki, pass me your phone. There's an aux."
After a quick pocket fumble, Shoto got out his phone and opened an application that had his workout playlists. Denki plugged it in and got to work setting it up.
"You, too." Katsuki said, handing a blue cup to Shoto. "Loosen up. You said to have a good time."
There was a shout of surprise as Kaminari electrocuted himself but soon enough, he got music playing. "It works!" He shouted, dialing the blaring music down to a slightly less obnoxious level. "But I just have to stand here. Hey! Bring me a drink someone!" He shouted across the house.
Back in the kitchen, the girls were playing a card game and Toru downed the end of her drink. "Thank God for tonight." She sighed. "I've been pretty stressed with studies and all of the attacks. I love the dorms, don't get me wrong, but I miss letting loose." She looked at Jiro, who had an excellent poker face. Jiro noticed that Toru was staring at her. She sighed.
"I fold." She set her cards down and got up, stretching her elbows behind her head to release the post-poker tension in her shoulders. Kaminari tried not to ogle her from the speakers. "Let me get Denki a drink." She spoke. "Before his eyes fall out of his head."
She got up and poured a clear round bottle of liquor into a cup. Denki accepted and got to talking with her. Momo sat at the table now, facing off against Toru. Midoriya made his way over. He had already decided to be sober for the night. "What are you guys playing for?"
"Hm. We didn't decide." Momo said, looking at her hand of cards. She smirked and looked up. "We could play strip poker."
Toru giggled. "I fight crime naked. That's not steep enough… but if you got some of the boys…" She looked at Midoriya, but he couldn't tell. Then she looked at Kirishima. He was already pretty tipsy and talking with Todoroki on how to "get the ladies," which was funny, seeing as he had been single all his life.
Eventually, the boys came over and were briefed on the house rules for their game of poker. They listened to music off of Denki's phone. They played until someone was down to underwear, which ended up being Kirishima and Momo. Todoroki somehow ended up with all of his clothes still on.
"Shoto! You have an amazing poker face!" Midoriya complimented. "You won!"
He almost smiled. Almost. "Thank you, Izuku."
Kaminari squinted at Bakugo. "Why'd you stop drinking?"
Katsuki frowned. "I have a headache."
"Booooo." Denki drunkenly babbled. "That means you need more."
"I'LL DRINK TO THAT!" Kirishima said, sloshing sake on the floor as he thrust his cup in the air and took a sip.
Momo gasped as she felt sake land on her sock. "Eijirio! Ugh!" She took a breath and then laughed. "Huh. Oh well, it'll dry."
"You're so tube-faced." Toru said, leaning over the counter. She laughed and hiccuped. "I meant two-faced. God, I'm getting hot."
Jiro was keeping an eye on the lightweight. "Your forehead feels hot." She said. Let's get you home. Kyoka turned around. "Yao-momo find your shirt and let's head home. The guys are still playing poker, but we gotta get Toru some fresh air."
There was pouting from the other two girls, but they said their goodbye's and headed out, leaving the boys. Jiro offered to help Todoroki clean up the place, but he said that he'd manage. In fact, there wasn't much to clean up- just to make sure that he didn't leave the liquor out in the open. He went to fill his cup one last time, but when he crouched down, he found that the bottles were empty.
"Hm. We're out of liquor." Todoroki noted. He looked at his watch and panicked. "Guys! Guys! It's six-thirty!"
"What? Afraid you're gonna miss church?!" Kaminari laughed. But even Bakugo knew to sober up. They had to get home… and soon.
"The train takes, like, an hour!" Midoriya freaked. He took a deep breath. "Okay, think. How can we get back?"
Bakugo stood and balled up Kamianri's shirt, throwing it at his friend. He looked at Izuku. "You're muttering again!" He almost fell over. "Speak up or shut up!" He yelled.
"We can afford a cab home, right?" Midoriya asked.
They checked and found that, yes, they could. It was expensive, but it would be faster. Thank Christ.
With just a little bit of luck, they called up a taxi and crammed in. Todoroki waved them off and headed back inside. It wouldn't be too hard to cover up a party, right?