@bookmcde wanted a reunion.
After leaving the Port Mafia, he hadn't picked up a rocks glass since. He thought about leaving it in the past as part of Oda's final wish. To share a glass with old friends didn't feel like something appropriate to do with Kunikida and Atsushi. And yet, there was a certain itch to it. A wish to look back at the past and relive a part of it where they didn't worry for the worst.
And so, he sent a text to an old friend. As the detective waited at the bar they frequented before, he hummed in wait. Ordering himself a glass and another for the friend in question. The approaching footsteps brought a light smile to his features, leaning against the countertop in waiting.
❛❛ Did you still remember that day? That day when you said that that would be the last time the three of us would be together? ❜❜ A finger traced around the ice sphere that floated over his drink. His gaze was affixed to it with curiousity (or did he not like to look at Ango with such familiarity that he didn't like to reminisce?) ❛❛ It didn't have to end there. I think he would've liked up to still be friends. ❜❜ He pushed the other's glass a bit closer to him, his smile widening a bit. ❛❛ Let's catch up, shall we? ❜❜











