#deposse

   I remember you. The way your snarkiness out-told your actions, the way you inhaled poison into your body but exhaled it into my mouth, how you’d laugh when people died and how it didn’t mean much to you. I remember our likeness. I remember. He had expected when he landed to the ground, turning over his shoulder to look Ramuda in the eye was a reaction no sort of money could afford to buy.  Around them is what he anticipated, what he knew, the expanse of smothering air near statuesque, with buildings that tower from the ground up and cast lingering shadows above each division. It all was meant to agonize.  When life was breathed across Shibuya, it came not as a gust but a whisper.  Slow growing and meant only for the most fantastic of things.  Now, it sits.  Empty and endless.  Bustling crowds meant nothing if they were just dry laughter and the same routine, every day, every year. He didn’t miss much, it seems.

  The night sky watches, the moon giggles, and the stars worry. His next move is to tell his group to go ahead as he stays behind and smiles a sick, slight grin. Mic in his hand lowers, he stays in place. He can only mutter what sounds like a taunt to the other.

  “ It’s been a while, hasn’t it ? ”

Raspberry cream flavor ? 

Well the flavor choice really seemed to fit her image , along with the light shade of color that really fit her personality. Tsubaki wasn’t much of a sweet tooth , but if ‘ flavor ‘ assigning was this persons way of becoming acquaintances , she did not mind at all.

One thing that was noticeable about the pink haired boy was that his pockets seemed stuffed , packets and wrappers bulging from them and some even falling out. She swore he could make a trail out of them if he got lost , he had so many!

❝ Thank you so much ! This is such a cute gift ! ❞

‘ Gift ‘ might have been a bit of an overstatement , but nonetheless it meant a lot. She unwrapped the lollipop , nervously switching her gaze from the candy in her hands to the wrappers on the floor , back and forth.

          ❝    YOU’RE   NAMI - CHAN’S   DAD,    RIGHT?    ❞    corners   of   pink   lips   turn   upwards   in   a   wide,    albeit   somewhat   nervous,    smile.    she   could   recognize   him   instantly   by   her   girlfriend’s   description   ---   short,    pink   hair,    and   an   almost   childish   demeanor   about   him.    (   she   wonders   what   would   stir   such   a   person   to   adopt   a   child,    but   she’s   glad   he   did   regardless   from   the   good   things   nanami   has   told   her   about   him.   )     ❝    my   name   is   akamatsu   kaede!    i’m   her   girlfriend!    ...has   she   told   you   about   me?    ❞

                 ‘ yeah.  .  . that --- would it be okay if i took one ? ’ naturally he’s speaking about the ABUNDANCE of lollipops in the other’s possession.