Aug 26, 2017
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@stickiisms | @mirxeye | @liiteralddr
“Why do people pick on the ones who think they’re weaker than them?”
Mrs. Ume said as she wiped her hands with her shirt. How many did she knock out this time? Was it three or five...Oh well. Not that she cared anyways. What’s important is that she wasted her time beating these people up to the point that she was now late!
She lets out a huff and picks up her bag, ready to leave. “Oh, right.” The pinkette quickly used her quirk to see who was close by. Once she had done that, she approached them.
“Hey, do you mind calling the police to get these disgusting people? I’m late for my job.”