[He isn't sure who this is from until he sees the little crane resting inside the paper. Despite their small drift apart, Tsurumaru's still one of Bakugo's oldest companions in this place. Someone he trusts and cares about enough to feel a small warmth in his chest at the sight of his origami signature. It goes on the windowsill for the time being.
Damn... that's a fair bit of sweets. The jelly candy remind him of a childhood treat in his hometown, made to use citrus peels and rinds rather than throw them away. His mom was always approving of that sort of thing. Maybe he'll try to make something like that next year. As for hot chocolate bombs and spiced chocolate bark... yeah, Denji's gonna have a cavity by the time the new year comes around. Bakugo'll probably contact Tsurumaru later to inquire about the bark.
Because damn, good stuff.
Is it bad to know Bakugo probably "pranked" a few people who happened to sample it and lit their mouths on fire?]
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Damn... that's a fair bit of sweets. The jelly candy remind him of a childhood treat in his hometown, made to use citrus peels and rinds rather than throw them away. His mom was always approving of that sort of thing. Maybe he'll try to make something like that next year. As for hot chocolate bombs and spiced chocolate bark... yeah, Denji's gonna have a cavity by the time the new year comes around. Bakugo'll probably contact Tsurumaru later to inquire about the bark.
Because damn, good stuff.
Is it bad to know Bakugo probably "pranked" a few people who happened to sample it and lit their mouths on fire?]