“Hey, gorgeous. Did I just run a marathon, or do you always look like a tall drink of water?” Kaminari strolled up to the counter of the 24/7 cafe, leaning down to prop his head up on his hand and flash a smile, leaning his elbow on the wood surface.

His agency was nearby and he had a tendency to swing by for a late night coffee, the current hour being ~1:30 am. His nose was bloody and there was some dirt on his hero costume, but the electric Pro Hero still did his best to charm you.