Kirishima had just finished reviewing his notes for the English test the next day and was making his way to the common room’s kitchen. Bakugou had been kind enough to lend him some notes that made understanding grammar easier, but of course, he owed the guy lunch now. Not that he minded- Bakugou deserved something good for putting up with him for 2 hours. Kirishima made a mental note to not forget their lunch date.
Speaking of lunch, his stomach growled. He’d been cooped up in his room for what felt like days. He needed to stretch and eat something, hence the walk to the kitchen. As Kirishima neared the area, his eyes noticed a familiar yellow headed figure standing with his back to him, facing the open fridge.
“Yo, Kaminari!” Kirishima called out. He walked towards the fridge to give his friend a high five when the boy turned.
“Whatcha- oh god,” Kirishima stepped back in shock and confusion after taking one look at what his friend had in his hands. He was holding an untoasted half of a bagel, smothered with what appeared to be cream cheese and sprinkled with-
“Plain spaghetti?!” Kirishima exclaimed loudly. “DUDE, what even?”
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