[ Frustration and pain go hand in hand, don't they? At least one distracts from the other- though he supposes he's doing this to himself at this point. Dabi came here to... relax, or something, and Tomura keeps up with the shop talk anyway. He's never been very good at small talk, after all. Who would he have ever been able to do it with?
He takes the bottle from Dabi and looks at the label, as if that matters any more than the beer- and then he opens it up and takes a sip, practically recoiling from it the moment he does so. ]
Ucchhh.
[And yet, he takes another sip, letting it truly burn through him.]
He was barely a problem anymore, that's not saying much. It's a waste of time.
ty!! :) p.s. i'm not totally caught up with the manga so if i'm shaky on some stuff that's why xD
He takes the bottle from Dabi and looks at the label, as if that matters any more than the beer- and then he opens it up and takes a sip, practically recoiling from it the moment he does so. ]
Ucchhh.
[And yet, he takes another sip, letting it truly burn through him.]
He was barely a problem anymore, that's not saying much. It's a waste of time.