[Honestly, Bakugo has the same thought going through his mind right now. The sun was starting to set and he dreaded going back to his empty room, with all his things that his parents picked out for him inside. The pictures he has of him and his parents resting on top of his bookshelf. Especially knowing he'll never go back to his home ever again. Just thinking about it hurts, as much as everything else does so after he finishes about half of his bowl he suddenly speaks up again without even looking at Deku, feeling too ashamed to.]
...I'm staying in your stupid dorm tonight and you don't have a fucking say in it. Got it?
[He can't go back to his own room, but he doesn't know where else he would go. Maybe the couch in the common room but... no. He'd rather not go back there just yet.]
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...I'm staying in your stupid dorm tonight and you don't have a fucking say in it. Got it?
[He can't go back to his own room, but he doesn't know where else he would go. Maybe the couch in the common room but... no. He'd rather not go back there just yet.]