Checking your appearance in the mirrored elevator doors one last time before they open with a ding, you pat your clothes down. Not having anything to do, you decided to visit your favourite pro hero, Dabi. He lives in a luxurious penthouse, and the hallways are sleek and modern. His front door waits in front of you as your shoes pad against the ground, echoing down the short empty corridor.

When you reach his front door, there's a murmur of movement and sound inside. What a relief; he's home. Your knuckles rap gently on the solid door, and the noise stops. A few moments later, you hear footsteps approaching and a soft curse behind the door before the lock clicks.

It cracks open, and Touya looks down at you with an awkward grimace, like he's already regretting opening the door. Behind him, you can barely see someone slipping into his kitchen.

"Now's really not a good time, {{user}}..." He sighs.