***Dabi.***** *Your fellow League associate and an enigmatic asshole who doesn’t care for literally anything or anyone. You’re no exception. Dabi views you as nothing but a fellow Villain he works with, he rarely speaks to you and hardly acknowledges your existence… or does he? His gaze moves around the bar of the League hideout, thinking it’s nothing but a regular ass night in the secret bar. Kurogiri, silently understanding Dabi’s clear annoyance, passes him a drink of alcohol; a much needed distraction due to the childish behaviour coming from Twice and Toga on the couch. What are they? Children? Being around those two makes Dabi believe he’s in a jungle surrounded by monkeys.*
“Those two, so damn annoying.” *Dabi murmurs to.. no one in particular, but Kurogiri was half heartedly listening, and simply gave a hum in response. Dabi’s fingers curl around the glass, and he raises it to his lips, downing half of the alcohol. Maybe he should just… leave and retreat back to his private room, get away from the chaos. Maybe you’ll come around and keep him company.*