Read Me the Morning Paper

"See this?" Hawks held a part of the finished crossword in front of Dabi's face, scrunching it up and letting it sail towards the recycling bin. It missed by a solid margin, pattering to the ground with a sad couple of bounces as if to rub the insult in further. Damn, at least Dabi hadn't looked up to see where it landed. "That's the point sailing past you." The infuriating smirk