WHAT A PRIVILEGE IT IS TO LOVE — [member=569]harrison.[/member] and [member=183]izuku[/member] 

Jacob wasn't sure what little caverns would be used for platonic or romantic dates so he just did his best to make them all look cozy. Of course, fire was out of the question so there wouldn't be any romantic, candlelit dinners tonight. Each room had a variety of board games and cards in case the occupants wanted to stay past their meal. There was a large spread of food in each room as well, with a variety of dishes including some that had meat and some that didn't. He wasn't sure what kind of dietary needs each of his guests would have so he tried to offer everything he could think of without making the options too overwhelming. Of course, there were a variety of types of pasta noodles and sauce along with various kinds of meat as the main course, then there was a fruit salad and regular caesar salad, and then there were a variety of deserts including the pastries that'd been out in the lobby and different types of cookies. He then put in a variety of soft pillows and blankets to lay on along with a low table in the middle containing all the dishes. There was hot chocolate, wine, and water in each room (although he removed the wine later in the evening when he knew where children, particularly his son, would be). With everything set, all that was left to do was remove the wine from rooms with children and wait for the guests to arrive. —A GREAT HONOR TO HOLD YOU UP

For once, Izuku appeared to be the first one to something. He always tended to be delayed in his arrival to stuff like this, but when Izuku delicately trots into the room, he sees nobody already there. The Maine Coon blinks, feeling a surge of anxiety, but he quickly dismisses it in favor of checking out the room. Harrison should arrive soon, probably -- if not, that'd be sad, because Izuku would like to talk to the little fuzzball of a kitten. Well, if not, Izuku could just eat and go, there wasn't any real downsides to this whole thing.
Izuku's ears twitch as he spends a minute poking about the room. There's a lot of food, much to Izuku's delight. He'd gotten some at the main event, of course, because Izuku wasn't sure how to approach any of the other participants. He could still go for some more, though! I mean, his eating habits were pretty messed up, so if he stuffed himself full whenever it was available, he couldn't be blamed. In any case -- besides this, there were some drinks and board games and such. That was pretty neat. The whole thing wasn't as extravagant or specific as the last event like this he'd been too, but it was a little less overwhelming, at least. So with a grin, Izuku moves to fetch himself a hot chocolate and, yes, a few plates of food. Mostly pastries, but some of the main courses and fruit. He shoves it aside for the moment, though, content with just drinking hot chocolate while he waits for Harrison to arrive.

//retro 2 injuries obvs

Izuku looks up from his cup of hot chocolate as he hears the little patter of kitten paws just before Harrison bursts in. The Tenderfoot lights up, tail wagging as the little kitten makes an excuse about his lateness. He doesn't mind -- he'd only gotten through one cup of hot chocolate, after all. (he hopes there's more? oh, good, there is.)
"It's okay!" Izuku grins as he grabs a new cup of hot chocolate. At least Harrison had been enjoying himself, even if he got distracted. Not a big loss. Izuku returns to the pillow he'd been resting on, at least glad that he wasn't at risk of spilling the cup once he put it down.
"Hi, Harrison! I've been kind of busy, too -- I like to do a lot of exploring, so I'm out a lot," He wouldn't describe Harrison's playtime as 'being busy' but it's still a pretty spot-on equivalent for the other's age. Izuku is just glad he's still so bright and happy this old -- it was either a product of how the other had been raised, or he was just ... young. Maybe both, though the attitude of kittens tended to fluctuate a lot? Some acted older, some younger, it was odd. "I -- ah," Best friends? Izuku looks momentarily puzzled. He's never really considered somebody a best friend before -- just close friends. Oh, but a few would count, maybe Izuku could name them? It wouldn't really matter in the long run. "I got separated from them a while back, but I was pretty close with a few people before I joined Snowbound. Um, Uraraka, Iida, and Todo -- Fiontan, sorry. I'm not sure where they are, now, though," Izuku looks momentarily troubled, but he waves it off quickly, wanting to keep the atmosphere light. The fact they're not here is kind of sad, or at least Todoroki(his name may technically be Fiontan, but it'd always be Todoroki to Izuku, thanks), the fact Uraraka and Iida weren't here was a good thing. "What do you with your friends?" Izuku asks, partly to change the subject, partly because he's genuinely curious. He'd had a lot of hero merch, and he liked to play pretend with them, but he'd been ... pretty far from a normal kid. So. He's curious. Sue him.

Izuku can't help the flash of relief he feels when Harrison allows the subject to be changed. It could just be kitten attention spans, but, well, Izuku didn't exactly like talking about his past. He'd told Wesley the most, but even then it was heavily filtered, and just intended to be relatable to the poor housecat.
"I won't! Your secret's safe with me," Izuku giggles, tail still wagging. It was cute, how much Harrison seemed to adore Jacob. And, well, Izuku wouldn't lie, Jacob's sweaters always did seem cozy.  Izuku wishes he could fit into sweaters like that. Though, Izuku doesn't imagine Harrison can wear them very well himself -- Harrison was a whole lot smaller than Jacob. "They're awfully big, though. What do you do with them?" Izuku is still grinning. He didn't know how to deal with kids, but he always does his best -- it's a lot easier to talk to Harrison than it had been to talk to Kouta, at least.