"Sir...?"
It was my first night staying here.... And..... Even though I forced myself to sleep most nights...... There are some nights where I can't.
I aimlessly walked around the new lair.... Hoping to find some milk... Maybe some coffee.
My mood could go either way right now....
But I saw Dabi just sitting at the bar beer in hand.
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.
.
"What are you still doing up?" He quickly turned around once he heard my voice.....
I immidetly started freaking out.
"S-sorry if I scared you!"
All he did was chuckle...
He then pat the seat next to him signalling me to sit with him.
I waddled over to the seat staring at him, as he took another sip of his beer.
"You can't scare me, I hope you know that."
I let out a yawn slowly rubbing my eyes.
"That's good."
He cocked an eyebrow at me, "What are you still doing up?" He asked back.
"Can't sleep."
"I feel that." He sighed, "But you need to sleep."
"Mhm. I know."
He could tell I was about to pass out.
My words started becoming more how do I put it dragged out.
More loopy.
I out my hand on my chin... My eyes fighting too stay open....
Until I finally passed out.
He mumbled some string of cuss words.
Finally Deciding to pick me up and bring me to my room....
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It was a rather cold evening....
When the two boys were found in the alleyway.
Unconscious.
The phone recording the incident had shut off a few hours ago.
And was called in for investigation.
They confirmed that Y/n Takahasi was at the scene of the crime.
Causing a ruckus to erupt everywhere.
.
.
.
Even in the classroom.
"SO SHE IS WORKING WITH THEM!" Bakugo snarled.
He was the first to say something.
"W-we can't think that!" Uraraka stuttered.
"As class president I can confirm that Y/n is only doing this for our safety." Iida said backing Uraraka up.
"I agree with Bakugo, why would she do this too protect us. She should know we're stong enough to help." Kaminari added.
He didn't seem confident in his statement....
After a few minutes of silence... Aizawa finally said something.
"Well that's why we brought in a detective. He's new to the industry so try to be nice."
As if on que a detective walked in.... One they've never seen before.
"Hello I'm Mr-"
Before the man could finish his sentence a bullet came straight through the window.
Penetrating his skull.
Blood erupted everywhere causing him to fall to the ground.
No one knew where the bullet came from.
Except for one person...
The one who shot the bullet.
A/n:
Short chapter I know.
I'm just trying to sort things out