“ What are you doing in my room ? “ - @exx-exe
Send me “What are you doing in my room?”, and I’ll generate a number between 1 and 25 for what my muse will say to yours.
Number Generated: 15
So...Katsuki would be lying if this was the first time this happened. Yes, it was the first time it’s happened this year, but he’s visited his friends in college, may have overstayed his welcome in one way or another, ya know. Long story short, it’s gotten to this point before and he’s just as bad at trying to solve the situation as he was in previous encounters.
He had been running for what? At least 5 miles? It would be fair to say he was starting to get a little winded. These chicks can fucking keep up! Katsuki just dipped into a what seemed to be secluded alleyway to catch his breath and think. Think Katsuki think! Gotta get away from them. Why do I always fucking forget how I avoid them? I could just blow their asses up...but that would be illegal and I can’t fucking jeopardize my future.
He kept his back flush against the wall and let his body slip a little, his stance turning into a wall sit, his head thumping lightly against the brick behind him. He peered upwards to the windows that patterned the alley. “Wait a minute....is that?” He spotted a familiar window, one he hasn’t visited in a couple of months.
“Oh fuck yeah it’s open too? Bingo.”
Pop crack pop his palms crackled as a devious grin spread across his face, a chuckle escaping. Bakugo let off one explosion after the other, left and right hand respectively, that propelled him upwards to the window. Once at the top, he gave a final small explosion behind him that launched him in through the window.
He grunted as his boots hit the plush carpet. Baku scanned the room looking for her, but not allowing enough time to really make sure she was even home before blurting out:
“I have an army of angry sorority girls after me, and they’ll never look for me here.”
@exx-exe
