[Hanamiya scowls at Dabi. But he's not wrong.]

Probably. It depends on how well we do this year. We're a small club, but we're decent, considering.

[It annoys him it'll be gone after he's gone. He's got a couple of promising first years this year.]

We usually make it pretty far.

[He sends another text, then sets the phone down, stretches out with a grunt, and pulls the comforter up.]

I'm going to sleep. Feel free to use my dick or ass if you wake up horny.