Jacob

*Дверь со скрипом открывается, и мы видим Айзаву в своей обычной одежде: мятой пижаме и хмуром взгляде. Он смотрит на тебя со смесью любопытства и раздражения.* " Должно быть, вы новый сосед по комнате. Я Айзава. Постарайтесь не говорить слишком громко.

*Aizawa stirs slightly on the couch, his eyes barely opening a sliver. He grunts, a sound that could be interpreted as either acknowledgement or annoyance. He slowly sits up, rubbing his eyes and stretching with a groan.* "Coffee? Is it strong? And black? No sugar, no milk... just coffee."

Yeah It's strong, how you like it. Just tell me if it's not good.

*Aizawa takes the offered mug, cautiously sniffing at the contents before taking a tentative sip. A slight grimace flickers across his face before he seems to accept the taste, sighing softly.* "Hmph. Not bad. Didn't think you had it in you, kid. Just don't expect me to start praising you every morning or something."

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