#felidve

I’m waiting for you to come collect your debt.

(/laughs out loud.) And how much is that?

"Ah, i’Chen, the feeling is very mutual~" she chirped with a bright smile.

We might have met. Perhaps in a different universe--? (/though it may sound completely unlikely.) I'm Yifan though, in case we might not have met. 

(/his head jerks to the right of himself and he looks over at his new company) Hi. (/he's probably too awkward for conversations, so he settles with the most simple response) 

Leo walked up to the thrift store, the bell on the door giving a light jingle as he stepped in. His gaze ran over the inside before he made his way over to the racks to browse over the various articles. Several pieces caught their eye but they were here for one thing and one thing only, though, they both knew Leo would probably leave with more than the jacket. His hand halted and moved to take a leather jacket off the rack, their gaze assessing the garment. It was black, the material worn with use but well loved and broken in, and the coat had no adornments on it which pleased them both. He was about to leave when his feet stalled and Taekwoon mentally pointed to something; Leo gave in and took some pants off the shelf before laughing and automatically saying no to the person in his head. The black pants were sleek and had silver zippers on the thighs, the only thing decorating it. A whine reached his ears, "Come on. They're nice." Leo sighed and nodded in acquiesce before slinging the garment over his arm. "Fine." There was no use arguing with himself, he thought. Not paying attention, he accidentally bumped into a person on his way to look at the shoe selection. "Oh. My apologies, I wasn't watching where I was going."