We're not twins.

“… Remember… I only agreed to this for today…” He tried to tug the costume away from Trip.. “Happy Birthday Trip…”

"Where is Virus?" Trip inquires in a monotone, his gaze shifting across the numerous, mounted tattoo designs on a nearby wall before locking his eyes on the shop’s owner. "We’re not always together if that’s what you’re thinking. Truthfully, I don’t know where Virus is right now.” He shrugs with thick fingers peeking from his pockets.

"Oh…" he hadn’t offended him, had he? Mizuki licked his lips for the purpose of wetting them, then smiled at Trip, tilting his head slightly, and setting his pencil down beside his sketch pad, "Well — what brings you around these parts then, T?"

"I wanted to look at your artwork." Is his immediate response, spoken like it was practiced and repeated in his mind until it was time to put it in action, then shrugs again to give it a casual lure. "I was around so I thought I would come in. Does that bother you?" He asks with the faintest tilt of his head, eyeing Mizuki with a studious look.

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"Hey, T — wait, where’s V?" Mizuki leaned up off the bar, looking a bit concerned, and… dropping his pencil from where he’d been balancing it between upper lip and nose, but catching it midair.

"Where is Virus?" Trip inquires in a monotone, his gaze shifting across the numerous, mounted tattoo designs on a nearby wall before locking his eyes on the shop's owner. "We're not always together if that's what you're thinking. Truthfully, I don't know where Virus is right now." He shrugs with thick fingers peeking from his pockets.