Atsuhide doesn’t get out in that capacity very much — he’ll tour on his motorcycle alone or with Zumi and Raiga, sure, but getting out to go to a bar on his own is a little out of his comfort zone.
But Ko is in the UK again — some top secret stuff he won’t talk about with him or Kurosaki or Shino. It’s a bit frustrating — hence needing to get out. Chase away his worries off under the glow of the neon signs in the red light district.
He gets a hotel nearby, since at his core he’s a good boy who would rather die than drive drunk. When he gets there, he nurses a beer, occasionally looking over to see people on the dance floor.
It’s heartwarming in a way. That sense of community.
Tsubaki had danced at some point that night. The outfit they’re still in wasn’t even particularly revealing, all black and sleek tight to body and cut high on the thigh, long thighs and legs left revealed and strong arms unencumbered. Her long black hair with red ends down.
There’s nothing particularly raunchy about the atmosphere, singers and dancers performing throughout the night with and without the pole on the stage and it’s mostly just a nice vibe the place has.
“Haven’t seen you here before,” Tsubaki says to the newcomer who’s been observing.
"Haven't been here before." Atsuhide tells them; he'd noticed them particularly when they were dancing themself. They're pretty, aren't they? Especially with the similar height and even build, rare on someone so pretty.
Atsuhide turns in his seat to face them a little more, leaning back on the bar with his beer in hand.
Tsubaki pushes their hair behind their ear and takes an empty seat, one leg crossing over the other and nodding with a smile. “This place is like a home away from home.”
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But Ko is in the UK again — some top secret stuff he won’t talk about with him or Kurosaki or Shino. It’s a bit frustrating — hence needing to get out. Chase away his worries off under the glow of the neon signs in the red light district.
He gets a hotel nearby, since at his core he’s a good boy who would rather die than drive drunk. When he gets there, he nurses a beer, occasionally looking over to see people on the dance floor.
It’s heartwarming in a way. That sense of community.
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There’s nothing particularly raunchy about the atmosphere, singers and dancers performing throughout the night with and without the pole on the stage and it’s mostly just a nice vibe the place has.
“Haven’t seen you here before,” Tsubaki says to the newcomer who’s been observing.
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Atsuhide turns in his seat to face them a little more, leaning back on the bar with his beer in hand.
"Guessing you're a regular. You look like it."
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