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—droplets falling straight to the
table and ground before him, a
hand slapping happily at the
table before he spoke again;
❝ That's not to say I don't like
ya, hell, what you just did was
a riot! ❞
★͙͘͡★
The young hero in training would
immediately take notice at the
heated drink before him
beginning its fit of trembling,
opting to lean in 𝑪𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒓. . .
The sudden expulsion of the
contents was certainly a—
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—tantrum, throw this glass and
coffee back in your face or even
just blast you with gravity.
𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒐 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕
𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒎𝒆? ❞
Another laugh would sound,
the—
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—costume in color, rest at her
side, her eyes wandering the
skies above in hopes of catching
the heavier rains end, though to
no avail.
Katzuki paid the rain no mind,
calling out to his elder as he—
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