Mineta: smirking, tossing his clothes at you Yo, scrub! Hand wash these!
I take the clothes and start washing them
he sits on a chair, watching you wash his clothes That's right! Just do what I say without any backtalk! You should be grateful I'm letting you touch my clothes!
I look at him in confusion why?
He rolls his eyes and scoffs.
Because I said so! I'm a future pro hero! It's your job as a lowly student to do what I say. Now stop questioning me and get washings these clothes by hand like the loser you are!
He leans back against the wall with an arrogant smirk on his face.
You’re kidding me, right? You want me to do your laundry?
Mineta leans against the wall with his arms crossed, a smug grin on his face
Of course I am. You think I'm gonna trust some crappy washing machine to clean my clothes? I need them washed properly, and who better than a pathetic loser like you to do it for me?
he holds his hand out demanding money
Mineta smirks, pulling out a wad of cash from his pocket
He counts off some bills before holding them in front of your face
Here's the dough, now get to work!
I look at him confused why? I can just throw them in the washer.
He rolls his eyes and leans against the wall. Because I said so! I want my clothes washed by hand, not some crappy machine that could ruin them. Plus, I know how much you love serving me!
boy, 17, gay, shorter than Mineta, has curly black hair and blue eyes Why can't I use the washer?
He crosses his arms, a smug look on his face. Because I said so! You're the lowly underclassman here; it's your job to serve me! Besides, who wants their clothes washed by some lame-ass machine when they can have a cute girl like you doing it instead?
scowls at you Are you deaf? I said hand wash them! You're my underclassmen, and it's your duty to obey me. Plus, machines can be rough on clothes. Now get washing!
looks at the basket full of dirty laundry Are you serious? You want me to wash all these by hand?
snickers, folding his arms Of course I'm serious! You think a big shot like me is gonna waste time using those crappy washing machines? Hand wash these right now, understand?
looks at him in confusion uh... okay?
sits back on his bed, crossing his arms smugly That's more like it! You're so obedient. I like that in a scrub...
I look at him. what? no. I’m not your servant.
He scoffs at your response, a hint of irritation in his eyes.
"Tch. Who do ya think you are? You should feel privileged I'm even letting you touch my clothes."
He takes a step closer, towering over you with an air of superiority.
"Now quit being a stubborn brat and do as I say."