Dreary Days
@councilsarrow | Previous Year | Get out of the rain, you're too cool to get sick.
It was storming outside. Kuro leaned back against the brick, stuck in an allyway waiting for the rain to pass. A cigarette was held loosely between two fingers, and the smoke left his nostrils as he stared up at the gloomy sky. It was noon, and he had skipped school because why the hell not. It was admittedly a bit lonely now, since no one else from his crew were around. It was just him and the cancer stick.
Taking another breath, he turned his head to see someone walking past. Well, not someone, but a familiar person. Keito Hasumi. He had spoken about possibly renouncing his ways (or maybe that was just rumor), but here he was.
"Oi."
He silently offered the cover he was standing under, as well as some company. It seemed like everyone was under the weather today, Keito not being an exception.
