all the gods

“… Oh? That’s surprising. I mean, I’ll take it but uh… thanks? You’re bigger than me, said five year old honestly. I didn’t really care what you said to me, honestly or everyone else so thanks anyways. The swelling has gone down since then but it’s still certainly there and bruised. Buy me something…? Yes, please do.”

i see.

i’m an idol because i like singing, and i like people’s reactions to my singing. i want to make a career out of it. it’s not all fun and games. these early stages are mostly to see what fun i can have, haha. i plan on taking this very seriously. maybe i’ll help weed out the weaker recruits. 

( shigure smiles warmly at wally. )

what about you, wally? tell me about yourself.

i see. right, i think that being an idol for such an amateur and run-down business is the best place to go if you want to have fun at first-- in other areas, i don’t think you’d have any time at all.

of course, i take everything seriously... even though i joke around about how lazy and/or tired i am, i’m serious about this... i think, if i wasn’t an idol, i wouldn’t really have a reason to live. not to say that i’m dependent on being an idol, but i guess i’m still finding my way in life. 

[ wally doesn’t try to return the smile, only regretting speaking that much. ]

Leaning against a wall eve seemed to have dozed off after reaching the productions building. Next to him is his phone that has slipped off his lap, though his hand still rests on top of it, while his head is lolled to the side. 

He’s been out for an unknown time frame but clearly it’s been a while seeing as he’s out cold only mumbling incoherently to himself a small amount of drool thankfully being absorbed into his scarf rather than dripping everywhere- still it’s quite an odd sight seeing as he didn’t even bother going inside before falling asleep rather he’s just sitting outside of the building sleep-talking to himself.

Wilhelmina didn’t usually take her bike to the building, but she just wanted to get to work faster than usual today. She chains her bike to the area accordingly, and sighed as she made her way into the building--

Wait.

She steps back out, her gaze fixed onto the sleeping boy outside. Is he seriously sleeping outside? That was dangerous, especially outside of a new production agency. No one was bothering to even try and wake him up, either. She kneels down, looking him over a bit. He’s definitely been asleep for a while, and his phone fell in the meantime; She couldn’t take his phone and solo as a joke, which was unfortunate. There was no point in waking him up if he was tired enough to pass out outside, but... It left a perfect opportunity. She rummages through her purse, looking for the tool that would’ve been perfect in this situation.

you said that your name’s wilhelmina. you got a nickname?

don’t say that to me… never again.

don’t you ever call me that ever again.

im yancy.

@fakeemoguy​ @frankiemunizluvr69

“can... somebody help me? you have to know how to do things with game stations, but... i don’t know how to hook it up here. the building’s pretty weird. i got permission to bring it for tonight, though.”