@esotericbonds wanted this hot mess
☠▒ It felt odd being in this place after so long. It also had been a while since he drank like this as well and it wasn’t to forget or numb. He took the shot he had ordered before downing it in one gulp. Bored eyes scanning the area, taking the glass he had gotten and begun drinking it slowly. Dabi hummed to himself, swirling the alcohol in his cup. Watching the amber liquid swirl around in the glass. It was weird, normally the alcohol should have burned, but then again he hadn’t really drunk in years.
He ruminated on the taste or at least tried to taste it. He sighed he could feel when it went down his throat and it warming his body but unable to taste it. Another thing to chalk up to his stupid desperate mistakes as a kid. He looked at the bartender, he knew him well only for the fact he was part of their operations. Kurogiri was an interesting man, rational, kind, slightly motherly. He wasn’t used to that and never knew how to handle it. So he kept quiet taking another drink of the alcohol, waiting for the person he came here for.
These places were apparently his stomping ground and thankfully Dabi knew them too.
