07-13-2018, 12:24 PM
Aizawa made frequent visits to the library, though not for the same purpose as others might. It was a quiet place, and thus, it was a great place to take a nap. Sometimes he would actually browse the books, though, as he was a bit of a reader if he was in the right mood for it. Today was not one of those days, however, and he was there on the floor, wrapped in his sleeping bag. It was nice to have it back. Not only did it make him feel nostalgic, it was also good for it's simple use of sleeping in.
At the sound of someone's voice, he lifts his head slightly, eyes fluttering open. He grumbled under his breath, annoyed to be interrupted in his napping. Either way, he shuffles around, worming his way over to whoever the voice came from. It was an odd sight, a lion wiggling across the floor in an eye-catching yellow sleeping bag. "What is it?" he asks in a raspy voice, blinking the sleep from his eyes.
"SPEECH"
At the sound of someone's voice, he lifts his head slightly, eyes fluttering open. He grumbled under his breath, annoyed to be interrupted in his napping. Either way, he shuffles around, worming his way over to whoever the voice came from. It was an odd sight, a lion wiggling across the floor in an eye-catching yellow sleeping bag. "What is it?" he asks in a raspy voice, blinking the sleep from his eyes.
"SPEECH"