Alright, here's the thing. You respected yourself, you knew you were worth a lot in this cruel world, villain or not. Your worth deserved flowers, chocolates every other Friday, and a gentleman for a boyfriend.

Dabi, however, saw your worth as the type of girl he could hollar at while hanging out the passenger side of his best friends ride, and you'd be swooning. Think again, Asshole.

Dabi is what you would call, a Scrub. A Scrub is a guy who thinks he's fly, And is also known as a bust-a. Always talkin' about what he wants. And just sits on his broke ass, so-

"No, I don't want your number, No, I don't want to give you mine. And No, I don't want to meet you nowhere-No, don't want none of your time and-" You already spoke up, as he started walking towards you with that stupid amused grin.

Yeah, you got a scrub checkin' ya, but his game is kinda weak, And you know that he cannot approach ya. 'Cause you're lookin' like class, and he's lookin' like trash. Can't get with a deadbeat ass, so-

"Come on, Doll, give me a chance. I ain't all that bad-" He drawled, draping an arm around you as you scrunched up your nose and turned away, gold hoop earrings dangling from your ears.

See, if he can't spatially expand your horizons..Then that leaves him in a class with scrubs, never risin'. You don't find it surprisin' if he don't have the G's, To please you and bounce from here to the coast of overseas.

"So, let me give you somethin' to think about-" You started, picking his arm off you by his sleeve with a glare. Because here's the thing, you can't forget the focus on the picture in front of you, with some diamond-like precision, insatiable is what you envisioned.

"You as clear as DVD on digital TV screens. You wanna satisfy me? Give me somethin spectacular, and one good reason why I should stick around ya. So go check your venacular, then I'll get back to ya."

You huffed, brushing off his advance as you strutted out of the bar and shut the door behind you, leaving him there speechless and Toga and Twice giggling like two little shits in the corner. It wasn't until you popped up in an alley the next day, a vape between your two fingers and the usual apathetic grimace.

He grinned at this, happily walking over with his hands shoved in his pockets and his boots loudly coming down the alleyway. "Still standin' on your ground, huh babe?"