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WHAT in person
WHERE all over
WHEN 32nd day
NOTES it's a deage post

[it's a beautiful day!

by someone's standards!

which is to say, the entire town is darkly overcast and gloomy, and starting in the morning, there are scattered showers intermittently around the town. it's light enough that it isn't bothersome, barely noticeable, really, but you may find yourself feeling a bit different after you've past through one. like it's taken a few years off your life— quite literally.

or maybe it doesn't effect you at all! and you just want to go for a walk in the rain. you do you.]

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[oh no. he's embarrassed. it's so cute.]

So?

[lowers.... gun....]

You've made your point.

[because doctoring photos is a thing, sure, but that's uh. a really specific and intense sort of photo doctoring for not nearly enough payoff.]

[grins and exits the photo, putting his phone away.]

Sorry for all the alarm. I just couldn't resist a game of tag, you know?

You're a jerk.

[puts the safety back on and reholsters it.]

[hums in agreement.]

I constantly judge your taste, but you keep saying your standards are fine.

That's between you and... that me.

[cuuuuuute.]

Haha, fair enough.

But I have to admit, you did pick a nice hideaway.

[siiiideeye]

I've lived this long, you know. My ability can only do so much.

That's true.

It does take some grit to survive Yokohama's streets.

[now he's just getting embarrassed again so let's uh

not that]

So- a detective?

[like fucking how, how is any version of him in bed with a detective, how the fuck]

Ex-Port Mafia executive. Current Detective with the Armed Detective Agency.

[fucking what]

[lol odasaku so cute tho]

Yep.

Everything about that sounds insane.

Yep. It's a very dramatic story. Maybe one day you'll write a story about it.

...Why would I do that?

Better question: why not?

Because...

[like. everything??]

See, you can't even name one reason.

Anyway, I'll be sure to remind you whenever I run across older you later.

... after you probably scold me for the cat and mouse game.

It's more that so many reasons come to mind that it's hard to settle on one... I won't argue if he does scold you.

[jerk. but he. tips his head. thoughtfully.]

He writes?

[of course he's just going to shrug and smile shittily in lieu of answering.]

Guess you'll have to find out.

. . .

I definitely see what you mean about the taste thing.

[but he's turning away, relatively trusting as he goes to stow his books in his backpack, which is stashed sneakily in the store. this absolutely was his planned hideaway, cat and mouse or not.]

[definitely amused by that, snickering a little.]

Well, either way, if you want a slightly nicer place to sleep, I have a couch with your name on it.

[back to sideeye, this time as though he's seriously trying to figure out what makes Dazai tick.]