#gnstarter

as someone who had strong preference towards having conversations face to face, his phones were, to clement, just decorations that he had to possess in order to be accepted in this modern world of technologies. the frustrated ones who required to contact the man in day to day basis were the living proofs to such statement. with no visible expressions to be seen through them, phone calls and messages were unnecessary and if they didn’t meet the level of clement’s urgency, it’s either missed calls, messages left unread forever or another broken phone by the end of it.

his tolerance for them however would start cracking, as the halloween season was approaching. with his nightclub now being the center of everyone’s attention, his phones were ringing nonstop. either of works, his closed ones inviting him out for the night but what ticked him off the most, were from those who wished to leech off him to gain easy access for the event.

crowds weren’t naru’s thing and most people that knew them were already aware of that too. now, they’d agreed to get somewhat dressed up to go out with their friends that night too ( naru choosing a very half assed dead cheerleader outfit that honestly was leaving them more cold than anything now ), but it hadn’t taken more than an hour before the kid had fucked off instead, more interested in the fox they’d spoken lurking for scraps near the carnival.

so that’s what naru was happily doing now instead. they’d texted their friends bad had no want to really leave the cute little thing. didn’t really feel like facing the bright lights and loud music coming from just a little away yet, or going with their friends later to seek out the party. that sounded like a nightmare.

☾ Admin apologises for the terrible writing again, I’ll do my best in the future. Driving took too much out of me.