drunk;
The one in their group that had the most thrill seeking desires was definitely Nagisa. The petit blond may look innocent with his abundant smiles and cheerful nature, but there was a little devil inside of him, ready to come out and play at the first chance possible.Â
So really, when Haruka spotted his friend clinging to a light post on the street and giggling at two in the morning, he wasn't surprised. Now first, don't you go and question why Haruka was also out at that hour. He just had a sudden craving for some mangoes in his mackerel miso soup, that was all. Perfectly normal. Besides, it was a Friday night, there wasn't that bothersome school time to think about the next day.
"Nagisa."
Haru gave Nagisa the look that Makoto usually wore when the dolphin jumped inside fountains. "What are you doing?" Another step closer answered Haruka's question. That stench of alcohol was overwhelming. Just how much did this one have? The raven stretched out an arm and hooked it around his friend's middle. It was difficult to drag the smaller from the light post he was so fascinated by, but in the end, Haru managed it. Questions could wait, he must get this one safely inside first.
