#hypernakamura

At current, Jaydin had been going through some old photo albums – some given to her from her family, and others that were more recently bought that contained Maéva and Frea’s baby photos, as well as recent family photos of the entire Byrd family. When Caz had spoken up, the Ghost-Specialist had peered over to the pile of ripped photos that had yet to find their way to a trash receptacle.

“Photos from Ecruteak…” Jaydin replied before quickly adding: “n-not that I hate Ecruteak. I actually love it there and have pictures of the city itself, and me with my teachers and classmates.

“What I meant was that they’re specifically photos from when I had… met someone…? Nothing in terms of dating – we were just friends for a while….

11. Waking yours’ up at 2 in the morning

Poke.

Poke. Poke.

Poke. Poke. Poke.

“Mmmnnn shhhtap it…” was the response from the black haired individual that had passed out at the First Impressions bar. His reply was only met by more poking, and a bit more of a rougher shaking.

“Five mur minus…” the individual crashed on the bar had said.

“You don’t have five minutes. The bar’s closed, and you have to prepare for more Hyperion stuff in the next…” the brunette had paused as she looked at her watch. “Five to six hours. Birthday or not, you should take more care to where you pass the hell out in this city.”

“What’re yeww, muh mum? I’m twenty-one, livin’ mah liiiife~” was the still slightly drunken response from Takeshi as he lifted his head to look at Jaydin and the rather sharply dressed Gardevoir that accompanied her behind bleary eyes.

“You’re twenty-one, about to get the worst birthday present in a minute,” Jaydin replied, furrowing her brow. “I don’t appreciate getting a call at one in the morning telling me I have to ‘get these Competitors out of their establishments’.” Jaydin folded her arms over her chest and gave Takeshi a rather disgruntled look.

“Arecusss, sheesh. Fine… I’ll get to the ‘Pollo hotel..” Takeshi slurred, pushing himself up from the bar. There was a stagger to his step as he started to turn for the door. However, three steps in, and Takeshi had stumbled on his own feet, falling to the ground face first.

“… Owwww…” was Takeshi’s rather delayed response to the event.

Stripping at a night club

Hide was bored out of his mind while he waited for Ace to finish his last drink. He didn’t even know why he agreed to come in the first place for the drinks mainly but he was pretty much already sober by the time Ace was getting drunk. “Ugh… Hurry up… Fuck dude, you can’t hold your liqueur,” he grumbled. 

Ace was pretty drunk and put his head on his table. “You know… You’re very handsome even though you look angry most of the time… *hic* I like you…” He put his hand on Hide’s face and stroked it.

“Don’t touch me hombre,” he snapped. “I appreciate the compliments but we are still not that close..” 

Ace stared at him for a while and smiled. “Oh I know… *hic*” He got on top of their table and started to take of his shirt.

Hide was a bit surprise by Ace stripping in front of him. “Hombre, what are you doing?!” He hissed. 

“Stripping for you… Maybe then yuo willll like meeeee *hic*,” He said as he about to take off his pants. 

Hide grabbed Ace and put him over his shoulder. “We’re leaving.” He grabbed Ace’s shirt and made his way towards the door as people were staring. “You know how to embarrassed yourself quite well chico.”

“Awww… But it was getting good..” Ace pouted.