[ Orihime isn’t really a party girl. She loves spending time with her friends and likes meeting new people, but that doesn’t mean she’s the sort of person who can show up at a party and thrive. It just isn’t her thing! And that’s fine most of the time, except on the rare occasion when she finds herself in a room full of strangers who all seem to know each other.
Like now.
She shuffles awkwardly, standing in the corner of someone’s — she can’t remember the host’s name right now — living room. It would be rude to leave, she reminds herself, sipping carefully from a red plastic cup of what she’d been assured was just apple juice. Especially since the host had been kind enough to invite her!
By now, she’s resigned to an evening of smiling awkwardly at people and making bad small talk, so the relief of seeing someone she knows (if only vaguely) is like a physical weight off her shoulders. She straightens her back and pushes her way across the room to say hi. ]
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.
[The party is getting to be a bit much, so III goes to try to step out for a few moments. Unfortunately, it seems he's not paying attention to where the mistletoe is placed.
Nor has he been entirely aware of where Yuma is at the moment, which means he visibly startles a bit on encountering him.]
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Like now.
She shuffles awkwardly, standing in the corner of someone’s — she can’t remember the host’s name right now — living room. It would be rude to leave, she reminds herself, sipping carefully from a red plastic cup of what she’d been assured was just apple juice. Especially since the host had been kind enough to invite her!
By now, she’s resigned to an evening of smiling awkwardly at people and making bad small talk, so the relief of seeing someone she knows (if only vaguely) is like a physical weight off her shoulders. She straightens her back and pushes her way across the room to say hi. ]
I didn’t know you were going to be here!
rip me being so delayed
no worries!
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@ tsubaki.
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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@ Yuma, mistletoe meme
Nor has he been entirely aware of where Yuma is at the moment, which means he visibly startles a bit on encountering him.]
Ah! Yuma!
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