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Oh, I stayed closed today.

I was recovering from the trip~

“I’m not going to deny that. You are a beautiful man, after al~”

> Bare feet smooth over rough gravel; gotta love how tough ghoul feet are~

“A good eye, or even a pair, is quite important to art. Muse is just as important, though. It’s difficult to create without the drive to.”

> Thoughtful hum, shuffling alongside him. 

“...Have you been finding muse all right lately?”

> They squeeze his hand tight, chuckling at the commentary.

“Less than half of the photos are of you. Though, if you count the pictures I took of us together, that would put it to slightly more than half… I find you a delightful study.”

> They take their phone from their pocket; some of those reddened leaves had lanterns behind them, a faint trickle of firelight trailing through flame-coloured bits of premature autumn.

“Is this a backwards way of saying you find me attractive, Uta.”

> Like he doesn’t know the answer for that. But he teases them anyway, feet turning on a graveled path that seemed to lead into a somewhat thick forest.  

> They take his arm gladly, a small smile fixing onto their features.

> It is a bit cool tonight And Renji was nice and warm~

“Well, Hokkaido is a lovely place, you know.”

> Gonna lace their fingers together because he can. Fall leaves can be seen peeking through the green, a sad reminder of what is new and young will eventually be lost. 

“Botanical trail? Well, I’m finding myself sold already.”

> They hadn’t really been bothering with their boots, lately; walking around with their sandles on a beltloop had been fine enough for them.

> Though they did grab their sweater.

“Think we’ll get some decent pictures there? It is getting a bit dark.”

> Soft chuckle, offering out an arm once they’re on the street. It’s a lovely night, full moon and all that, soft insect sounds droning as their feet shuffle along. 

> Ah, well, it was nighttime anyways; perfect time of anything for those lovely summer walks.

And they had sort of been just staying inside, this day.

They stretch out, joints popping loudly.

“Hmmm… a walk sounds nice, actually. You have a place in mind?”

> Nod nod, tying knots in his laces by the door. 

“I saw a park the other day...it looked really nice. I think there’s a botanical trail.”