He awoke to the smell of food. That was weird. He usually cooked. When did his mother stop being a witch? Her voice still rang in his ears, and he tensed, half expecting a blow to the face. "Oh, you're awake." Bakugou bolted straight up. The purple-haired zombie glanced up from his phone, fluttering his fingers in a wave. "Suspecting you're your age, now."
Ah. Yes. Yesterday. That still didn't explain why...ah, right. "Yeah."
"Eri said sorry after you passed out."
"S'fine, not her fault."
"Yeah."
"Thanks, I guess."
"Not a problem."
"Goin' back to sleep."
"Alright, I'll be here."
"You're an okay guy." he muttered.
His phone rang, startling him from the world between sleep and awake. He answered in his usual "mood".
"The fuck do you want?"
"I see through you, dude. Just..how're ya doing? I mean, Monoma broke up with you, you lost your mom and dad, you're in a strange new house...isn't it stressful?"
His scowl froze on his face.
"What do you mean?"
"Well....I, uh...I'm sure it's not important. Don't worry about it."
"What are you saying?"
"You didn't...?"
"Didn't what?"
"You, uh...you're not ever gonna see them again, dude. And Monoma.."
Had he pressed the hang up button?
"You alright?"
He turned to Shinsou.
"Guessing not.."
