《c r a c k (BNHA chat fic) |Under New Ownership|》training
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🐰: BITCH I am so FUCKING tire it ain't funny
🐰: Training's a bbitttcchhh
🐰: especially when your sleep deprived
🛏: I offered to help you sleep
🐰: I know but you were spending time with Kami and I didn't wanna ruin that
👓 has joined the chat
👓: Aha! I figured out how to rejoin the chat!
🐰: Oh, hello Iida! Anyways, I have training, so I'll be going! Bye Bye!
🐰 has turned off back reading
🐰 has left the chat
👓: Didn't he just come back? I hope he doesn't over work himself, we still have a test tomorrow.
🛏: Shit.
👓: Language!
🛏: Japanese.
👓: No!
🛏 has left the chat
The whole fuckin rainbow of sad kids with insomnia
🌑: Who the fuck keeps changing the group name?
🌪: Guiltyyy
🌑: why
🌪: idk
⛈: Please don't tell me your going to train again today. You know we have a test so that means that your going to study all night and won't let me help you.
🌑: THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT THAT MEANS GOOD JOB
⛈: your going to die like that
🌑: ThAtS kInDa ThE pOinT, sHiN sHiN
⛈: M i d o r i y a n o
🌑: MIDORIYA Y E S
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