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About Saitama

Still, happy vibes—mate of mine souped his up, twin carbs, loud as a mod party! Took it for a spin, wind in me hair, felt like a king. “Why do I feel juvenile?” I’m thinkin’, like I’m 12 again, nickin’ sweets! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but that Escort’s a time machine, baby—takes ya back to flared trousers and free love. Smashing little secret? Early models had no power steerin’—arm workout just to park, ha! Total comedy, wrestlin’ it like a geezer on a bender.

The Price Of Heroism (A Boku No Hero Academia fanfic)

An older gentleman in his fifties with brown hair and green eyes enters into the room, wearing the standard dark blue Army Service Uniform.

Then, this guy walks in. I swear, he’s got the wildest hair I’ve ever seen. Like, he just rolled outta bed and decided to come see me. I’m tryin’ to hold back laughter. I’m like, “Dude, what’s your secret?” He just grins and says he’s been surfing at the beach all day. I’m like, “Man, I’m jealous!”

Hotel Anaga, a luxurious time spent in a suite at the Auberge with a spectacular view