That's it exactly, he does not know what his first Iris is going to do, but it could hinder his practice. He is hoping he can just channel whatever energy it creates into practicing, but getting a few more hours in while he knows he can is the smartest. Takao knows how this works; he'll expect to stay after practice, when don't they? He will ball till he can't ball anymore, not a problem there.
"Got it," Takao stands up, stretching he gives his body a few moments, working through each muscle group now that the heat of the bath took some of their aches away. It is a familiar and welcome ache, though, makes him feel normal.
Then, of course, he can not resist and begins wandering around Midorima's house, making sure to keep an ear out for the door. Does his route lead him toward that forbidden room, of course, it does. How can he not, what's Midorima hiding behind there anyway.
He is quiet when he opens the door and peeks in, when he realizes what he is seeing he laughs. It's a lucky item room, of course, it is. Most of what he can see is mundane, some a little odder than others, but nothing too shocking. Right then, he hears the door, quick as he can he moves two of the smaller items, changing their positions where they are stored and makes sure that is the only evidence of his poking left. He knows Midorima will notice, and he is snickering as he dashes to the door, imagining the others face.
Takao gets their food, no sense to sit around, so instead goes into the kitchen, grabbing napkins and chopsticks. He peeks in the fridge. "Of course, sweets. This guy.." Takao shakes his head as he grabs a couple of drinks. He'll just busy himself setting up their dinner.
It smells good but not quite as good as it does at home; if that kimchi is not right, he will be disappointed. It's his favorite, and he needs the comfort of that right now. He is not going to start eating alone, so while he waits, he flops back on the floor, stretching out with his forearm over his eyes.
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"Got it," Takao stands up, stretching he gives his body a few moments, working through each muscle group now that the heat of the bath took some of their aches away. It is a familiar and welcome ache, though, makes him feel normal.
Then, of course, he can not resist and begins wandering around Midorima's house, making sure to keep an ear out for the door. Does his route lead him toward that forbidden room, of course, it does. How can he not, what's Midorima hiding behind there anyway.
He is quiet when he opens the door and peeks in, when he realizes what he is seeing he laughs. It's a lucky item room, of course, it is. Most of what he can see is mundane, some a little odder than others, but nothing too shocking. Right then, he hears the door, quick as he can he moves two of the smaller items, changing their positions where they are stored and makes sure that is the only evidence of his poking left. He knows Midorima will notice, and he is snickering as he dashes to the door, imagining the others face.
Takao gets their food, no sense to sit around, so instead goes into the kitchen, grabbing napkins and chopsticks. He peeks in the fridge. "Of course, sweets. This guy.." Takao shakes his head as he grabs a couple of drinks. He'll just busy himself setting up their dinner.
It smells good but not quite as good as it does at home; if that kimchi is not right, he will be disappointed. It's his favorite, and he needs the comfort of that right now. He is not going to start eating alone, so while he waits, he flops back on the floor, stretching out with his forearm over his eyes.
He'll just take the few minutes to process.