unease in society

                                    

                                          
She had the same smile on her face as she did when you woke up and she was just staring at you. It was kind of hard to look anywhere else since she was blocking your entire view with her face and heavy perfume.
"So, whatchu know about Izuku and Ochaco?" She giggled, holding on to her seat like a child and biting her lip
"Enough to know they don't want you calling them by their first names, you weirdo." You replied only since she had a knife in her hand and she was twisting it around. Getting stabbed wasn't on the agenda today.
"I think their so cute! Do you think anyone is cute, Y/n? What about Katsuki? Do you like him?" She asked.
"Please, did you roll around in a flower bed or something. I can tell you put on to much perfume." You coughed to further prove your point.
"Only to blood out the smell of blood. It can get musty sometimes!" She smiled as she got off her chair and started to dance around you, skipping. "I think I've taken enough for now! I don't want you to die on us!"
She was referring to the weird machine she had you hooked up to. She was stealing your blood and putting it into a canister. It was about half a litre gone, and you were a little dizzy.
"Jesus -Girl!" She bent down and her perfume wafted back into your face, physically stinging your eyes and poisoning your lungs. "Victoria Secrect isn't even that great of perfume, and Bombshell is not you."
She gasped. "You know what I'm wearing! Eek! We can talk about that now! That's so much fun!"
Fuck my life...




For now, there wasnt anyone but the warp quirk guy behind the bar counter. He didnt seem so threatening while cleaning the glasses, and he didnt make any unnessecary comments. He simply minded his own buiness.
Your knee was swollen and very purple. Hisa seriously didnt care about breaking your bones and it showed.
You tried to shift it as it was getting uncomfortable, but you hissed as you did. A stabbing like pain erupting through your knee as you flinched and scrunched up your face.
"Does it hurt?" Bakugo's low and whispered voice asked.
Slowly you turned to him with your lup curled and a dumbfolded expression.
"What the fuck do you think?" You replied in a normal tone.
"I was just asking, no need to be so bitchy about it." He scoffed, sitting upright in his chair.
"And you dont need to pretend like you care, its very much not like you." You relaxed a bit once your knee was more comfortable.
Bakugo's natrual gremlin face stared at you for a moment longer before his eyes looked down to your legs. An unreadable expression casting over them. 
Eventually, you gave in and looked down at your own legs. Hisa had hit your right leg. Your knee to be specific. It was swollen like an elepant and in a gross purple shade. Bruises formed around it making it even uglier.
It needed to be treated quickly. You knew that if it was left any longer it would grow permentant as your body tried to heal it.
"It looks broken-."
"Yeah, no shit!" You snapped a bit at the blond.
"Im just tryna make conversation, you egotiscal fuck."
"Egotiscal? And what? That would make you testortonical?"
"Thats not even a word!" Bakugo yelled back. It was loud enough the alert the villains, but seemed as if neither of you cared.