[Good. They can both agree formal dress sucks and doesn't need to be required for food. Bakugo takes Megumi in with a glance, arching a brow at the guy's choice. very drapey clothing for someone who's lanky muscular rather than athletic bulkish. It looks very relaxed, like something you'd wear flopped barefoot on a couch during a snow day to read a book by the fire. which kind of fits megumi... a lot.]
I'm gonna murder that guy. [But he accepts the bag and gifts inside. Should've met up at the dorm if he was gonna give gifts... Wait, Megumi's got a humming bird drone, right? Well, Bakugo has a car too, so...
Megumi gets to see the blonde actually crack a brief, but genuine smile at the gifts, however. Quick little twitch up at the corner of the mouth.]
Heh. [The socks are pure dorky, Uni Hair. But the rolling pin is gonna end up a mutual present.] I'll use that.
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I'm gonna murder that guy. [But he accepts the bag and gifts inside. Should've met up at the dorm if he was gonna give gifts... Wait, Megumi's got a humming bird drone, right? Well, Bakugo has a car too, so...
Megumi gets to see the blonde actually crack a brief, but genuine smile at the gifts, however. Quick little twitch up at the corner of the mouth.]
Heh. [The socks are pure dorky, Uni Hair. But the rolling pin is gonna end up a mutual present.] I'll use that.