[ there's a soft pink envelope outside the door to his room with "g♡shi" written on it.
the hand written letter inside reads: ]
hey goshi!!! um im sorry i kissed you a lot w/o asking but i had fun & i hope you did too? fuck that sounds weird idk i think someone's supposed to call or smth after stuff like that goes down but haha ive literally never done this before soooooooo this is awkward anyway i guess? i just wanted to say thanks i hope ur doin ok
[ nothing like spending a few weeks embroiled in something that shouldn't be any of your business to make a day in no-man's land feel like a luxury. the city center isn't nishi, it isn't kita, full of harassment and problems now - the police presence is less severe on the main thoroughfares, and all the ills he just had to stick his nose right in otherwise don't exist. it means he can have a proper bath and a good tea at one of the local places with its own garden.
it's a quiet affair for him considering his dedication to being the most visible thing he can in any particular space. mostly because while he's waiting for his tea to cool, he has the flats of his knuckles tucked against his mouth and the split there, the colorful smear of a bruise.
only his eyes move when he spots a familiar figure, unusually still. eventually, he smiles anyway. ]
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note; a week after hinami but before the quest.
the hand written letter inside reads: ]
hey goshi!!!
um
im sorry i kissed you a lot w/o asking but
i had fun & i hope you did too?
fuck that sounds weird
idk
i think someone's supposed to call or smth after stuff like that goes down but
haha ive literally never done this before
soooooooo
this is awkward
anyway
i guess?
i just wanted to say
thanks
i hope ur doin ok
- roxy
probably a day or two later.
action.
it's a quiet affair for him considering his dedication to being the most visible thing he can in any particular space. mostly because while he's waiting for his tea to cool, he has the flats of his knuckles tucked against his mouth and the split there, the colorful smear of a bruise.
only his eyes move when he spots a familiar figure, unusually still. eventually, he smiles anyway. ]
You look healthy today.
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