[Listen . . . shut up. The kitchen seems easier to find than the infirmary, and also incidentally probably not as well monitored. Besides: after the horror show of the radio and the lights and the entire thing looking like the setting of a cheap horror film, he's glad to see a semi-sane room.
The kitchen! Full of . . . not much food, honestly. Definitely none of those disgusting little packs he sucks on. Disappointing, but not unexpected. He sighs as he hoists himself up on the counter, sitting there, watching All Might as he digs through the freezer.
But that's a little boring, and so he tugs out that cell phone.]
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The kitchen! Full of . . . not much food, honestly. Definitely none of those disgusting little packs he sucks on. Disappointing, but not unexpected. He sighs as he hoists himself up on the counter, sitting there, watching All Might as he digs through the freezer.
But that's a little boring, and so he tugs out that cell phone.]
Ah.
[His mouth twists into a scowl.]
Iida is here.