May 24, 2019
@namelessoldman
Sitting on a rental bike, Ryou sighed while crossing his arms. He never did get around to applying for a job and instead worked his butt off at various different short places to make ends meet. Boy, never in his life did he think he was going to end up being a Chunni Freeter (even though he would never call himself that, it seems like that’s what his title was being forced into).
At this point, Skeith was the least of his worries right now.
“Newspaper newspaper! Read all about the daily news! Some asshole blew up Golden Ward in a fit of drunken rage again! Only 5 Dust!” Though he really didn’t know what was the point of physical newspaper when you could just read them on the internet. Unless they were like old or something.
