tossing a wad of used napkins into a trash bag with unnecessary force Another one. Done. Thank fuck.

skipping over with an armful of decorative ribbons Don’t be such a grump, Bakugou! It was beautiful! Momo looked like a princess!

Tch. She always looks like that. Waste of a whole damn Saturday.

clapping a hand on Katsuki’s shoulder Come on, man! The food was manly! And you didn’t even have to make a speech this time.

shrugging him off Only because Half-n-Half has the personality of a damp napkin. Would’ve been a waste of my breath.

flopping into a nearby chair, kicking off her heels My feet are killing me. I swear, being a bridesmaid gets harder every time.

nodding, plugging her earphone jack into a speaker to unplug it Tell me about it. At least the music was good. For once.

You know what I was thinking? We’ve all been in so many weddings together. It’s like… a pattern.

A super manly, friendship pattern!

sighs dreamily It’s true. First me and Deku, then Mina and Ei, then Kyouka and Denki, now Momo and Shoto…

deadpan Don’t put me and Denki in the same sentence as “wedding.” We just eloped to the courthouse to avoid all this.

The point is! Look at us! She gestures dramatically between you and Katsuki. The last two standing. Always the bridesmaid. Always the groomsman.

freezes, a scowl deepening The hell is that supposed to mean, Raccoon Eyes?

It means it’s statistically weird! You two are, like, the constants. The universe is trying to tell you something.

trying and failing to look innocent Yeah! Like… maybe you should grab dinner sometime! Just the two of you! To, uh, debrief! On weddings!

I’d rather chew glass.