BAKUGOU P.O.V

          Was the floaty fuck fucking serious? I guess the police would need me to describe the girl, but I refused to say anything to the floaty fuck. "No. Are you leaving yet?" I asked her in an aggressive tone. "Eh. I guess i'll leave then. I have nothing else I want from you." She said then began walking to my room. "Aren't you gonna use the door? Like a normal person?" I asked. "Nope! It's a safe distance to float without worry of falling." She replied. I walked to the fridge then took out the pasta that I had put in an airtight container. I walked to my room and gave it to her before she left. "Here. I'm not hungry anyways."I said and turned my head away embarrassed. "Aw! The angry pomeranian has a HEART! Thanks tho."She took the container the floated to her own apartment. I turned on my phone and saw 4 messages (It's a lot compared to the number of messages I usually get T-T) from Kirishima. I read them.

Shitty hair: Hey Bakubro! 

Shitty hair: I'm bored.

Shitty hair: Wanna go on a walk with me?????

Shitty hair: Pleaseeeeee resssspooondddddd

Geez. 

Angry Pomeranian: No. 

Shitty hair: Pleaseeeeee. I'll shut up if you say yes.

I sighed. I wanted him to stop texting me. 

Angry Pomeranian: Alright i'll go if you promise to stop texting me for the rest of the day.

Shitty Hair: Where do you wanna meet?? 

I originally didn't want him to come to my apartment but I was scared to get taken again. Fuck it. 

Angry Pomeranian: You know what. Come to my apartment. 

Shitty hair: Aight! Address?

Angry Pomeranian: Apartment complex 6, floor 13, apartment number 218

Shitty hair: K! Google maps says i'll be there in 26 minutes by walk. Cya then!

Great. Why did I tell him to come. Why did I agree to hang with him in the first place. I went to my room and took a look in the mirror. I looked like a fucking mess. I went to change into a black t-shirt, dark grey sweatshirt and loose pants. A few minutes later Kirishima rang the doorbell. I invited him in and led him to the living room. "What do you want?" I asked coldly. "Hey you invited me over" Shitty hair smirked, playfully punching me. "Fine then." I didn't know what to do. It was almost dinner time. I had just eaten but I didn't know if he had. "Have you eaten?" I asked. "Nah. I'll eat when I get home or smt." He replied. Omg what's with people and not eating. I wanted to cook. Cooking was therapeutic for me. "K. I'll make you something. What do you want to eat?" I muttered while walking to the kitchen. He said he didn't know. As we entered the kitchen, Shitty hair immediately noticed Uraraka's jacket that I assumed she left it here before she left. "Oooooo. You had a girl over???? I know that's the jacket Uraraka was wearing today." Shitty hair exclaimed. "Shut. The. Fuck. Up. She was trespassing. I didn't willingly let her in. I'll like return it after you leave or smt. Now. WHAT DO YOU WANT TO EAT!?" I screamed impatiently. Cooking was fucking therapeutic. And I needed to make something. "Whatever you feel like making"Shitty hair responded. I went back to the living room bookshelf, grabbed my cook book, and promptly retuned to see Shitty hair glancing around the kitchen. I sighed. I looked through the book and decided on a simple recipe. A "Tex-Mex skillet". It was one of my grandma's favourite things to make. I grabbed a skillet. Since I wouldn't be eating, I decided on a smaller one. I heated oil in large skillet. "Hey do you live alone?" Shitty hair asked. I added vegetables and waited for it to cook until crisp-tender and answered. "Yea now shut the fuck up. Your ruining my peace." I threw my I pod at him."Pick a fucking song" I told him. I crushed some chips while he did this and added them along with dressing mixing lightly. Finally he played something. "Boys Feel Sad Too" He said." Found it in your playlist." He smirked. Shit. I forgot I had playlists on that old thing. I cracked an egg with one hand while getting a speaker with my other one. "Wow. I didn't know you could crack an egg with one hand!" Shitty hair exclaimed. I connected the I pod to the speaker. "It's not that fucking hard." I added cheese while I saw him jamming to the music.I scooped it into a plate. "Here. You want fucking Salsa or no?" I asked him impatiently.  "Yes please!" He said happily. While I took the salsa out of the fridge, I heard him say that he invited Mina. "BRO THIS IS MY FUCKING HOUSE" I screamed. "Sucks" He said sticking out his tongue. I realized there was till a lot of the food left in the pan and scooped it out in another plate for Racoon eyes. A few minutes later, Racoon Eyes knocked on the door and I opened it. "Hey brooooo" She sang as she came in. I led her to the kitchen and motioned that she could eat the other plate. "Bakubro this is so good!!" Kirishima screamed over the blasting music. "Thanks I guess." I replied as I saw Mina pick up the fork. Her eyes lit up as she tasted it, "OMG BAKUGOU YOUR SUCH A TALENTED COOK!" She exclaimed. I smirked happy with the praise. But then... "TEACH US TO COOK!!!" They bother screamed in unison.