#also aw

It is Sen's self tradition on a night after a long day. He didn't like public transportation so much, walking in the city is soothing, it's inspiring. It always ends to the konbini, where he grabs a magazine and spend the rest of his time there, reading, eating, buying more food and go home. Lonesome could be the word to describe the artist, sometimes even when offered company he wouldn't accept it, pretending he already have plans he cannot cancel on. Funny. Years back he would look from from afar, wondering how it would feel to be part of something, to get invited, to get looked at, to get considered. Now that it finally happens, getting invited to get togethers, cocktails parties and even getting asked on dates by gorgeous models - due to his little popularity as a photographer - most of the time, he would just decline. Silence is less annoying than some shallow people's constant yapping. It is near midnight now when he decides he might swing by Kazu's bar before heading home , a cigarette burning in fingers, the other carrying a plastic bag while he passively scrolls down his phone while walking. Sen would never yell at someone for being bumping into him, quite honestly he's most of the time not looking himself. "Shit." His phone hits the ground. Thank god it's an old piece of crap with many cracks on it already. He bends and picks it up before looking at who ever collapsed against him. Chinese huh. Sen does understand a few words, thankfully the other switches. "It's cool." He replies before his brow slightly raises, realizing how bad of a state the other seems to be in. "Oh shit." Unlike many would believe, Mishima Sen is far from being insensitive even though that's the vibe he might give. "You alright mate, what happened to you? You need help or something?" His words come with hands around the other's arms, not that he particularly loves touching strangers at first sight but the other seems to have limited balance and ready to collapse any minute. "My friend's bar is near, we can go put antiseptic on it. Or you know .. vodka." That should do it. Kazu does Not have antiseptic in that old den that's for sure.

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