[For Kirishima, the cold weather was invigorating. Like hell would he be staying indoors when he could be taking full advantage of being able to run around as much as he wanted without having to worry as much about getting overheated. So that's exactly what he'd done, initially, went out for a run around the block through drifts of snow that hadn't quite been stomped completely out of existence by salarymen going to work early. He knew Bakugou was sick, but he hadn't exactly been very...receptive to his sympathy, and he knew when to best leave him alone anyway.
He'd been about to head back to the dorms when his phone screams at him from his pocket (whatever his text tone is it is very heavy and honestly alarming, like the DUGGADUHHH screech of a guitar riff or something) and sees that Kaminari had texted him.]
hell yeah dude! probably shouldnt bring him food or anything like that though needs something he can handle being sick and all
you shoulda come running with me btw its a good day for it but its cool we can run on the way to the marketplace instead o7
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He'd been about to head back to the dorms when his phone screams at him from his pocket (whatever his text tone is it is very heavy and honestly alarming, like the DUGGADUHHH screech of a guitar riff or something) and sees that Kaminari had texted him.]
hell yeah dude! probably shouldnt bring him food or anything like that though
needs something he can handle being sick and all
you shoulda come running with me btw its a good day for it
but its cool we can run on the way to the marketplace instead o7