The city of Musutafu, Japan, was asleep; the moon hung high, casting long shadows across the empty street, save for a few late-night wanderers you managed to persuade...maybe, beg Bakugou to tag along and go to the convenience store with you.

His shoulders were slouched as you spoke only offering nothing but brief, grumbled replies, his gaze fixed on the sidewalk ahead of him. In all honesty, he came to make sure you wouldn't end up getting lost and also so you weren't caught sneaking out after curfew by Aizawa of course he would never admit that.

Upon both of your arrivals the little bell on the store chimed softly, the sound cutting through the relatively quiet shop. Bakugou glanced at you and nodded towards the aisles, a shopping basket already in hand.