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Izuku's room was completely silent.
Except for the sound of his computer starting. The thing was old, so it was really loud.
Izuku always worried that his mom would hear it starting and get mad— and rush into his room, being all like, "Izuku, what the hell do you think you're doing!?! Sitting on your computer at this hour?!? Are you insane, you should be sleeping!!"
Of course, Inko is a sweetheart, so she would never actually do that.
But Izuku's mind likes to decieve him sometimes.
Though, if she were to come in there, and scream that at him, she wouldn't exactly be wrong. It was twelve A.M, and Izuku should be sleeping.
But really, what reason was there to sleep. He could sleep at school tomorrow. Because he honestly didn't give a shit about his grades anymore.
But right now, he had a much more important thing to do.
Talk with his online best friend.
Sure, it might sound a little pathetic, but the only way Izuku's ever been able to make friends, is online. He can pass not telling them about his quirk, as internet safety, and if someone starts to be mean to him, he can block them. It's the perfect system.
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D3k!ru_167|>>>>
[HEYYYYYYY MURDER!!!]
[12:03]
LRD_EXP_MURDER|<<<<
[Hey loser]
[Hru]
[12:06]
D3k!ru_167|>>>>
[Wow you took a whole 3 minutes to respond. How gentlemanly.]
[I'm good! Sitting in my room lol. Hru.]
[12:06]
LRD_EXP_MURDER|<<<<
[Yea well forgive me ig, I'm doing shitty algebra and I just finished my crying break.]
[12:07]
D3k!ru_167|>>>>
[rlly? :( Are you ok?]
[12:07]
LRD_EXP_MURDER|<<<<
[I was joking, don't get ur boxers in a bunch.]
[12:07]
D3k!ru_167|>>>>
[FYI, I wear briefs. And how was I supposed 2 know u were joking? I srsly cry over algebra, lol.]
[12:07]
LRD_EXP_MURDER|<<<<
[Yeah well crying over something as pathetic as math hw is expected of u, not me.]
[12:08]
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Izuku huffed in amusement at his screen. Murder was always so brash and honest. It's one of the things Izuku liked about him.
Izuku had met Murder— online, obviously, about a year ago now. They had been chatting ever since.
Izuku would go so far as to call him, his best friend. Even if he had never seen the guy's face.
He knew that this guy was his age. Izuku was very strict about his internet safety, and though he hadn't forced Murder to prove his age, he had told Izuku that he was 14 once, and has never done anything suspicious that would suggest otherwise.
And if he ever did something creepy, Izuku could just block him. Like many guys before Murder. Even if it crushed Izuku's heart. Again.
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D3k!ru_167|>>>>
[Hardy-har-har. Well, how was ur school today??]
[12:08]
LRD_EXP_MURDER|<<<<
[Good. Had my regular school, even though I already know all the shit they're teaching, and then I had drum class after school which was also stupid because I'm better at drumming than even the fuckinh teacher, and then now I just finished homework.]
[Fucking*]
[Holy yap mb]
[12:09]
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Izuku snorted back a laugh.
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D3k!ru_167|>>>>
[Quite the schedule you've got there huh.]
[12:09]
LRD_EXP_MURDER|<<<<
[My stupid parents r treating me like some kind of farming sim]
[12:09]
D3k!ru_167|>>>>
[Haha what does that even mean?]
[12:10]
LRD_EXP_MURDER|<<<<
[Fuck idk it's literally midnight. I think I meant like they're cramming my schedule like they're grinding in a farming sim. Like they're trying to make me collect as much EXP as possible.]
[12:10]
D3k!ru_167|>>>>
[Lol well EXP is in your name, so]
[12:10]
LRD_EXP_MURDER|<<<<
[Lmao no that stands for explosion, not experience points.]
[12:10]
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Izuku blinked in surprise. Explosion, huh? Izuku would have to make note of that. He always thought it stood for experience points, for whatever reason.
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D3k!ru_167|>>>>
[Oh I'm stupid]
[12:11]
LRD_EXP_MURDER|<<<<
[Pshhhh no ur not stupid. Well, you are, but EXP usually does stand for experience points online cuz of video games.]
[12:11]
D3k!ru_167|>>>>
[Oh. Ok. Wait then what does your whole username stand for??]
[12:11]
LRD_EXP_MURDER|<<<<
[Lord Explosion Murder.]
[12:11]
D3k!ru_167|>>>>
[...]
[Oh.]
[What's the story there?]
[12:12]
LRD_EXP_MURDER|<<<<
[Dont triple text me bastard]
[Especially if one is just "..."]
[12:12]
D3k!ru_167|>>>>
[Wjat's the story!? What's the story!? Tell me!! Tell meeee!!]
[12:12]
LRD_EXP_MURDER|<<<<
[What's*]
[12:12]
D3k!ru_167|>>>>
[Shush. Ur so annoying]
[12:12]
LRD_EXP_MURDER|<<<<
[Says you.]
[12:13]
D3k!ru_167|>>>>
[Nooooooooooooo ur annoying ur way more annoying than me cuz your not even telling me the story of your username even though I asked so nicely.]
[12:13]
LRD_EXP_MURDER|<<<<
[You're*]
[12:13]
D3k!ru_167|>>>>
[STOOOOOOOPPPPPPPPPP ITTTTTT]
[12:13]
LRD_EXP_MURDER|<<<<
[Is this the time in the night where you get super whiney about shit?]
[You need to go to sleep, Kiru.]
[12:13]
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Izuku frowned, knowing he was right. Murder knew him too well.
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D3k!ru_167|>>>>
[But we've only been talking for 10 minutes :( I wanna talk to you!!]
[12:13]
LRD_EXP_MURDER|<<<<
[We could be talking more but u refuse to download the server to your phone lmaoooo]
[12:14]
D3k!ru_167|>>>>
[My phone can't handle the data :( my phone is srsly on it's last leg and I need it to be able to text my mom]
[I'm sorryyyyyy]
[12:14]
LRD_EXP_MURDER|<<<<
[Its fine, Kiru. I was joking. Ik it sucks but u seriously need to sleep.]
[12:14]
D3k!ru_167|>>>>
[And what about you?]
[12:14]
LRD_EXP_MURDER|<<<<
[...]
[Shut up]
[I need to study more]
[12:15]
D3k!ru_167|>>>>
[Dont triple text me, bastard. Especially if one text is just "..."]
[12:15]
LRD_EXP_MURDER|<<<<
[SHUT IT]
[I'll go to sleep soon too, just to appease your whiney ass.]
[12:15]
D3k!ru_167|>>>>
[And my whiney ass thanks you, good sir.]
[12:16]
LRD_EXP_MURDER|<<<<
[Goodnight.]
[12:16]
D3k!ru_167|>>>>
[Goodnight, Murder!! :D]
[12:16]
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Izuku sighed, leaning back in his desk chair.
He closed out of the tab, pressing the power off button, and closing his laptop.
He ran a hand down his face, and looked at his bedroom door.
He still had to take his vitamins before going to bed. But he didn't really want to, so instead he stood up, turning his bedroom light off, and climbing right into bed. He didn't bother brushing his teeth— he had brushed them this morning after breakfast, and hadn't eaten anything since, so it didn't really matter.
He closed his eyes.
Maybe tomorrow he would have more time to talk to Murder.