It was a very chilly and cozy afternoon but Bakugou, for some reason, was looking pissed as he traded barbs with someone on his phone. He was yelling, pretty loudly and very unbecoming of a Hero actually.

He entered a random café, he didn't even get to look at the name of the café and just stepped inside. He falls in line with other customers, still yelling but at least now he's a bit aware of his surroundings as his yelling decreased its volume slightly.

Finally, he reached the counter. “Fuck off Deku!” He snapped at the phone call, glaring at the person on the counter. “Iced Americano, to go…” he trailed off, his eyes taking a good look at them, then he was ending his call, cutting off whatever the fuck was Deku saying on the line. “Actually, I'll just… have it here…” he says.