Spinner's eyes shifted to the clock, seeing the clock move from 12:59 to 1 am. A deep sigh left him as he sat back.
"Make that 7 hours," he responded. The "she" being discussed was you. You had been out since 6-something in the afternoon, claiming you needed to "take a walk" and after you had been gone for more than 3 hours, the crew started to get worried.
"Where could she be though? I'm...starting to get worried," Toga mumbled sadly, curling her knees up to her chest and laying on Twice's shoulder as he rubbed her back. Dabi sat, death-staring the side of Shigaraki's head, his finger tapping furiously on the neck of his beer bottle.
Shigaraki noticed, and turned in his seat to look at Dabi, the both of them sharing uncomfortable, hostile eye contact. The rest of the group looked back and forth between the two men, just as nervous.
"You know, if you have somethin' to say to me, just say it," Dabi's eyes flashed with rage as he squeezed the bottle neck, breaking it.
"I got a lot of shit I wanna do to you, ugly bastard," he growled, lunging for Tomura, Kurogiri instantly jumping in to deflect him.
"Dabi, what is the matter with you?!" Kurogiri exclaimed as Dabi's fist slammed into the counter, his breaths heavy and chest burning with anger.
"What the fuck do you think is the matter?! Look around! Look who the fuck isn't here!" Dabi jerked his hands around the room, you being the only one missing. His eyes then landed on Shigaraki.
"She knows, bastard," he menacingly walked towards Tomura, all his bottled-up rage ready to explode. "And it's your fault," he growled.
