07-20-2018, 12:52 AM
" IT'S FINE NOW. WHY? BECAUSE I AM HERE! "
Customer service seemed like an absolute nightmare. Though Toshinori felt as though he might have worked in some form of it, it was definitely different. Most importantly, none of his 'customers' had much room to complain, as he often saved their lives. While yes, he had easier days of catching robbers and rescuing kittens from trees, many people were still thankful to him. He had been, after all, the Symbol of Peace. While complaints were certainly not foreign, they were few and far between.
The offer of tea broke him from his thoughts and Toshinori remembered where he was.
"As long as you're offering," he answered gingerly, eyeing the pots that were heating on the crudely built stove. The work that Izuku had already put into the cabin was admirable- it was more than Toshinori had done in the few days he'd been in Snowbound so far. Which, to be fair, wasn't saying much, but... well, Izuku had clearly worked hard. Now all the place needed was a bit of homey decoration, and he would be set to go. A bit of tidying up wouldn't hurt either, now that he really looked around. He was sure the Frosthealer already knew this, though. The kid wasn't stupid, after all.
"I didn't know you made tea, Midoriya."
His comment hung in the air for a moment, mixing itself with the earthy aroma the teas exuded. He still hadn't moved from where he had been standing, but the insistence on his staying was a fuzzy reassurance. The serval seemed to ease into his own bones just a little more. He moved away from the door and a bit farther into the shop, blue eyes darting around, looking for places to sit. There was... nothing, really. A hastily thrown-together table leaned against the wall in one corner, but other than that, it was a rather pitiful sight as far as furnishing went. Still, he didn't blame Midoriya at all- furniture was hard to come by around here, no doubt. There wasn't exactly an IKEA down the street or anything. He furrowed his brow a bit, trying to think of what was practical to put here before his train of thought was interrupted again.
He looked back to Izuku, ears twitching. A ghost of a smile played on his face. He didn't know what he was doing, hm?
"That's why I am here!"
Toshinori knew next to nothing about interior design at its core, but he did know the interior of coffee shops pretty well at this point. They had... tables. Most of the ones he had been to had long bars that extended the length of the cafe, flaunting all the different options, but he wasn't quite sure that was practical for Midoriya's one-man show. The chairs were always very nice looking but very uncomfortable. So, that was all they needed, right? Or maybe Izuku was thinking about something a bit different for his own tea shop. After all, this was tea first, wasn't it? Toshinori didn't see any coffee brewing, so why try to make it look like a coffee shop? Hm. This would be harder than he thought.
He realized how much lighter he felt, even if for only a moment. Perhaps he had just needed to interact with Izuku again, after everything that had happened. And not in the ways he had before, but properly this time. Like he had before his final days. But he didn't want to linger on it, however nice of a change it was. He had things to do! They both did!
"Maybe we can start with a menu," he offered. It was certainly an easier undertaking than trying to build furniture from scratch. Besides, maybe with the menu, Toshinori could get a better grasp on the vibe Izuku was going for. That would certainly be helpful. But he also wanted to make sure that the Frosthealer's opinion was properly factored in here. The serval had made enough selfish decisions for a little while.
"Oh, but we could always do something else first, too, Midoriya!"
The offer of tea broke him from his thoughts and Toshinori remembered where he was.
"As long as you're offering," he answered gingerly, eyeing the pots that were heating on the crudely built stove. The work that Izuku had already put into the cabin was admirable- it was more than Toshinori had done in the few days he'd been in Snowbound so far. Which, to be fair, wasn't saying much, but... well, Izuku had clearly worked hard. Now all the place needed was a bit of homey decoration, and he would be set to go. A bit of tidying up wouldn't hurt either, now that he really looked around. He was sure the Frosthealer already knew this, though. The kid wasn't stupid, after all.
"I didn't know you made tea, Midoriya."
His comment hung in the air for a moment, mixing itself with the earthy aroma the teas exuded. He still hadn't moved from where he had been standing, but the insistence on his staying was a fuzzy reassurance. The serval seemed to ease into his own bones just a little more. He moved away from the door and a bit farther into the shop, blue eyes darting around, looking for places to sit. There was... nothing, really. A hastily thrown-together table leaned against the wall in one corner, but other than that, it was a rather pitiful sight as far as furnishing went. Still, he didn't blame Midoriya at all- furniture was hard to come by around here, no doubt. There wasn't exactly an IKEA down the street or anything. He furrowed his brow a bit, trying to think of what was practical to put here before his train of thought was interrupted again.
He looked back to Izuku, ears twitching. A ghost of a smile played on his face. He didn't know what he was doing, hm?
"That's why I am here!"
Toshinori knew next to nothing about interior design at its core, but he did know the interior of coffee shops pretty well at this point. They had... tables. Most of the ones he had been to had long bars that extended the length of the cafe, flaunting all the different options, but he wasn't quite sure that was practical for Midoriya's one-man show. The chairs were always very nice looking but very uncomfortable. So, that was all they needed, right? Or maybe Izuku was thinking about something a bit different for his own tea shop. After all, this was tea first, wasn't it? Toshinori didn't see any coffee brewing, so why try to make it look like a coffee shop? Hm. This would be harder than he thought.
He realized how much lighter he felt, even if for only a moment. Perhaps he had just needed to interact with Izuku again, after everything that had happened. And not in the ways he had before, but properly this time. Like he had before his final days. But he didn't want to linger on it, however nice of a change it was. He had things to do! They both did!
"Maybe we can start with a menu," he offered. It was certainly an easier undertaking than trying to build furniture from scratch. Besides, maybe with the menu, Toshinori could get a better grasp on the vibe Izuku was going for. That would certainly be helpful. But he also wanted to make sure that the Frosthealer's opinion was properly factored in here. The serval had made enough selfish decisions for a little while.
"Oh, but we could always do something else first, too, Midoriya!"
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