Oh wow...

"Didn't I tell you to take Halfie home last night?" Bakugo questioned.

Why does it sound like Sero's in trouble? Shouto wondered silently.

"Uh...last night? Um, right. Yeah sorry, bro, my car battery died." Sero said sheepishly. Both Shouto and Sero could feel Bakugo's glare through the phone.

"Sero, did you see Momo last night when your car died?" Shouto cut in before Bakugo could begin his lecture on how people really need to follow his instructions when he gives them. He's heard it far too many times that he could recite it word for word.

Sero hummed as he tried to remember anything that happened before he got home last night. "Uh...right bro, she was the one who called us a Lyft last night. My place was closer so she let me get dropped off first." Sero answered Shouto's question unsurely. Sero hardly remembers last night because he was stoned and kept alternating between being high as a kite or sober.

"So you just left him there?" Bakugo asks incredulously. Shouto could feel his frustration increasing and sure enough, Bakugo went off.

"Sero, as a driver you're supposed to make sure that the customers get home safely. That's what I'm fucking paying you for, not to do some half-assed job. What if something happened to Shouto, or the driver of Lyft decided to kidnap the two of them and sell their parts on the black market? You trickle in that side of the business you know what goes on down there-"

"I don't think I should be hearing anything related to the black market. Because I am obligated to report these things to law enforcement." Shouto intervenes before Bakugo could get even more worked up.

But long story short, Momo gave Shouto and Sero a ride home on her lyft and decided to keep Shouto with her. Makes no sense why she'd want to "keep" him, but Shouto was more concerned about whether they went all the way last night.

Shouto pondered over this while he finished up his portion of breakfast. After he finished eating he cleaned up. Checking the time Shouto got dressed and left Momo's house to go to work.

****

When Momo woke up it was cold.

Her room was overly bright, and her headache was killer. With a soft groan, she rolled over to the other side of her bed. Momo vaguely remembers a person being in her bed but her headache is disabling her ability to think coherently at the moment.

With a hefty sigh, Momo manages to drag herself into the shower. While she's in there she notices that her shampoo has been used. Still, she just shrugs it off and continues her shower. It after Momo gets dressed and enters the kitchen when it all comes back to her.

Getting plastered.

Shouto Todoroki.

Wait, what happened with Todoroki?

Lost in her thoughts, Momo opens the refrigerator and pulls out a plate of food ad warms it up. When the microwave beeps, signifying that the food is ready she snaps out of it. That was when she noticed that she didn't cook the food. So, why was it there?

Confused, she ate the food. And as she was eating she finally noticed the note that was left on the kitchen island. Momo didn't even bother reading it, she just checked who signed it off.

It was signed by Shoto Todoroki.

Momo felt a surge of panic coursing through her as she stood in her kitchen with the note in hand. Wanting to make sure that it's not what she thinks it is she read it through.

It says " Hey, I made breakfast. Um... I'm not quite sure what went down last night, but Bakugo said for me to not leave without saying anything so I left this letter. If you happen to remember what exactly happened, call me. Here's my number...#***"

"It's over... I'm ruined." She muttered to herself in despair.