"There's nothing like summer in the city..."

The poor awkward beans look at you, confused, as the song abruptly changes. You just smile innocently, pretending to clean a glass like they do in bars or something like that.

"Someone under stress meets someone looking pretty..."

They shrug and go back to awkwardly chatting. Meanwhile, you sit back and wait for the chaos to ensue. Of course, the song takes a while to reach the lyrics you want it to, but that's fine. The two haven't gone over to a table yet so you get a front row seat. Yaaaaaaaay!

"... I said 'well I should head back home', she turned red, she led me to her bed let her legs spread and said 'stayyyyyyyy...'"

Deku jumps at the sudden change in mood, his face going bright red as the song keeps going. He turns to you with a literally glowing face, arms waving about everywhere. Todododododoroki seems chill. Oh wait, is that fire coming from his left ear?

"Is— is this really appropriate to play? W-What if a child walks in or-"

"But my God she looks so helpless, and her body's saying hell yes (woAhwOaHwOOOaAaH)!"

"It's absolutely appropriate, what do you meeeaaan?" you say. "It's just mood music anyway."

"M-M-M-MOOD M-M-M-MUSI—"

"Ah, shit," you say, now staring at a passed-out cinnamon roll.

"Turn that music off," Mister Candy Cane demands. You raise your hands defensively before going to do what he says, because you're kind of scared he'll murder you in your sleep if you don't. He crouches down to check on Sleeping Cutie.

"SEE THAT WAS MY WIFE YOU DECIDED TO (FUUUUUU—)!"

"Oopsthatwasthevolumebutton-" You frantically hit the screen until the pause button works, other-sweet-that-is-red-and-white death glaring you the whole time.

You cautiously hop the counter after, watching as FIZZY STRAWBS THAT NICKNAME KIND OF WORKS moves Midoriyoda into the recovery position because shit, dude, he really has fainted. "Is he uh... okay?"

"Yes, I think he was just surprised," he says.

"Ohhhhhh. Okay. I'll uh, apologise or smth when he wakes up."

"... did you just say smth out loud?"

"NEW IDEA LET'S GET THIS BOI UP BEFORE HIS HOT CHOCOLATE GETS COLD. CPR, AGGRESSIVE SHAKING, DEAD GIRL WALKING, WHATEVER IT TAKES-"

Strawberry Campino cuts you off, the bitch. "I don't know what 'dead girl walking' is."

You feel like the Joker with the grin that suddenly almost butchers your cheeks. "How about we fix that..."

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