“Why’s the couch over there now?” he asked, pointing at it.
“We thought it’d look better and give us more space to do our work,” Kadota shrugged. Shizuo already had his notebook out.
“But-“
“Anyway,” Kadota continued. “I’m helping him with some homework.” He sat back down with his own book and supplied Shizuo with some hints on how to finish his math assignment.
The blonde was chewing on his pencil. “So after multiplying, you murder the hypotenuse?”
“…Not exactly.”
This was going to take longer than he thought.
Shinra was at a loss. Their little group wasn’t complete yet, after all. Where the hell was Izaya anyway?
“But… but, guys.” They LOOKED at him. “This is a sleepover.” They scowled. “We’re supposed to have fun, not do homework.”
“I’m having fun knowing that I’m helping him get better grades,” Kadota stated blandly, in the middle of a 3-page question involving trains, carbon production, and crabcakes.
The blond was vaguely admiring of him. If only for a split second before his ego set in again.
“Yeah, shut the fuck up.”
“Where’s your roommate, anyway?”
“Oh, she’s in the shower-“ Someone poked his shoulder. He whirled around to face a helmet. “Oh, Celty! There you are!”
“…”
“Did you enjoy the shower?”
What kind of question is that? she typed, clad in her usual biker outfit. Kadota’s and Shizuo’s eyes scanned her lithe form with interest.
“Well, after all, you-“ They heard the front door collapse.
“Heyyy, Shinra. I didn’t do it.”
Shizuo was up and about, screeching, “Louse!”
“Oh, Shizu-chan’s here too.” Izaya's grin was so wide that it should’ve torn his face in half. A table went flying in his direction.
“Great!” Shinra clapped his hands. “The gang’s all here!”
Kadota gave him a flat stare. “…You have no idea just what the hell you’ve done, have you?”
“We thought it’d look better and give us more space to do our work,” Kadota shrugged. Shizuo already had his notebook out.
“But-“
“Anyway,” Kadota continued. “I’m helping him with some homework.” He sat back down with his own book and supplied Shizuo with some hints on how to finish his math assignment.
The blonde was chewing on his pencil. “So after multiplying, you murder the hypotenuse?”
“…Not exactly.”
This was going to take longer than he thought.
Shinra was at a loss. Their little group wasn’t complete yet, after all. Where the hell was Izaya anyway?
“But… but, guys.” They LOOKED at him. “This is a sleepover.” They scowled. “We’re supposed to have fun, not do homework.”
“I’m having fun knowing that I’m helping him get better grades,” Kadota stated blandly, in the middle of a 3-page question involving trains, carbon production, and crabcakes.
The blond was vaguely admiring of him. If only for a split second before his ego set in again.
“Yeah, shut the fuck up.”
“Where’s your roommate, anyway?”
“Oh, she’s in the shower-“ Someone poked his shoulder. He whirled around to face a helmet. “Oh, Celty! There you are!”
“…”
“Did you enjoy the shower?”
What kind of question is that? she typed, clad in her usual biker outfit. Kadota’s and Shizuo’s eyes scanned her lithe form with interest.
“Well, after all, you-“ They heard the front door collapse.
“Heyyy, Shinra. I didn’t do it.”
Shizuo was up and about, screeching, “Louse!”
“Oh, Shizu-chan’s here too.” Izaya's grin was so wide that it should’ve torn his face in half. A table went flying in his direction.
“Great!” Shinra clapped his hands. “The gang’s all here!”
Kadota gave him a flat stare. “…You have no idea just what the hell you’ve done, have you?”
His question fell on deaf ears.
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