We walk up to the door and knock.

Shoto: O-okay, don’t worry, guys. I’m sure this house will take us. I say nervously, not truly confident in what I’m saying. I actually don’t know if this guy will keep us.

Katsuki: Sure, Shoto. This is like the twelfth one! This guy prolly isn’t even home! I cross my arms in an annoyed manner.

Izuku: Can we not fight? Please? I just hope they answer the door. I say nervously, trying to prevent a fight between Shoto and Kacchan.