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ᒥ🗲ᒧ— Toshiro entered the store, giving his neck a crack and rolling his shoulders some. Of course, he was the easiest to move about the city even with the many missing posters and news reports. The rest of the league was just a little too famous as national terrorists to make supply stops at a corner store. It had become his job to grab the bare minimum for them, and he was fine with it.
This was his time to himself since his joining of the group, earbuds in, hood up, music blasting in his ears as he wanders around almost aimlessly colleting various random things. After a few minutes spent in the store, he approached the counter.
“I need three packs of the weird flavored cigs or whatever, cherry I think.” He set drinks and food on the counter for the clerk. The teen refuses to look up at the worker, instead his eyes trained on just about anything else to avoid eye contact and identification.
His hope was the place was too small and cheap to care about IDs to prove his age. If not, Dabi and Jin could go without.
The little chime of the bell only drew the flash of mismatched eyes for a moment. Gaze lingered on the newcomer for a moment before they returned to the risque magazine that was laid out behind the register. Sho flicked a finger lightly to turn the page and went back to ignoring the store. Not many people in the ward had the balls to try and rob the place with his own reputation for not being afraid to fry people who tried him.
The mismatched deliquent was pretty sure that was the only reason the owner put up with his ass and gave him room and board above the shop, but Sho wasn’t complaining. Free expired food and a roof over his head, better than joining some gang.
He looked up only when a few items were tossed onto the counter, scanning with little care and tossing the stuff into the bag. Only pausing with the request of cigarettes, looking at the buyer.
A smirk pulled up his lips and he cocked his head to the side. “Only if I can bum one. I ain’t risking getting chewed out for nothin’.”













