@foxfiresfancy:
Fudou had forgotten his lunch that morning, so Yagen took it on himself to deliver the bento to his workplace. He’s hardly stepped out of Townhouse 273 and strolled down the block before he sees another, more harried form sprinting out her front door.
He doesn’t recognize her at first, but he does notice the tiny key that slips out of her pocket as she runs.
‘Hey!’
‘Wait up--you dropped something!’











