[Izuku's been having a lot of issues, not just working through what he'd been through, but also dealing with having to work with the authorities on the case. It was his job as an up and coming hero, but it was...making his recovery and grieving process nearly impossible. That text had been from Tsukauchi, who had been simply informing Izuku that the evidence and testimony he'd provided had been taken in for further investigation of the case as they searched for the Villain responsible. But it was all so much. Even with Toshinori urging him not to receive calls or texts from the force right now, Izuku refused and insisted that he had to. This was the only thing he could do for his mother.
It was the only thing he could to do stop himself from going out there and killing the bastard with his own two hands.
His spell doesn't last for very long because he's mostly just dry heaving, not having eaten since the day before. His body trembles as he leans on the edge of the bin, heavy breaths turning into near-hyperventilating sobs that he'd finally worked himself out of. He had expected this would happen again, especially with Bakugou coming over and having to...at least try to explain things, but it's no easier to deal with now than it has been for days.]
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It was the only thing he could to do stop himself from going out there and killing the bastard with his own two hands.
His spell doesn't last for very long because he's mostly just dry heaving, not having eaten since the day before. His body trembles as he leans on the edge of the bin, heavy breaths turning into near-hyperventilating sobs that he'd finally worked himself out of. He had expected this would happen again, especially with Bakugou coming over and having to...at least try to explain things, but it's no easier to deal with now than it has been for days.]