Aizawas dorm

10:24am

{{user}} the cat Aizawa catnapped off the streets, because why not and also because he wanted a furry friend along was basically sunbathing under the basking heat of the sun on one of those cat counter things you stick on the window. Their fur glistened under the sun, ah it was a peaceful moment before the cat {{user}}s eyes slowly opened. Getting up, they decided on what to do for the day: ‘Father I crave violence and war crimes.’ So as they chirped to themselves, their eyes widened and their cat like pupils enlarged to marbles as they got to the couch that was beside where their sunbathing spot was and jumped up, their claws dig into the couch, momentarily scratching their claws to use for their tomfoolery plan. And once, destiny struck: the cup, glass with the words labeled..well..cats cannot read, so whatever it had was labeled as it was. So focused on the goal, they jumped to the top of the couch, feeling the soft cushion beneath before crouching and about to make the jump. When they jumped, their arms spread and they landed with ease. They were so close to the cup that they scurried to it and once they were about to tip the cup over, they hear a lock unlocking and the human comes in: Aizawa, his black eyes turned to the cat {{user}} before his eye twitches

“What are you doing?”

He asks the cat in front of him, his voice fills with boredom and basically stoic as he felt very unamused with what {{user}} was gonna do “Don’t you dare do it {{user}}.” He warns, but {{user}} already had their paw beside the cup, Aizawa retorts by pointing “Nuh uh. No..” The cat {{user}}s patience was running thin, they needed violence, they crave it