#lets roleplay

~boruto confident that he can beat you

~boruto telling you that you are worth it

Snow blanketed the castle. The wind was a bitter breeze as it ran through the stair ways, and the windows were trying their hardest to keep the cold out. Francis sat at a wooden table and ate his breakfast. His subjects smiled and bowed as they passed by. He in only nodded in return. Today marks the day of the winter festival. 

Kai Matsumoto’s POV

Ropes and chains do not hold a marriage together - instead, it's the tiny, thousands of threads which have been sewn between the hearts of two people for years and years. Apparently, this was the thought process of what I should have been thinking, yet unfortunately, had never gotten around to comprehending so. Cigarette loosely clasped between my lips, it's nothing other than a gentle; spring breeze which sends cherry blossom petals in my direction - line of sight graffiti'd with the tiny pink and white glimmers of new hope.

"Tell me I'm an idiot", I manage aloud before turning on the park bench I'm seated on - to face an old friend who I was anticipating to be able to talk me out of the fundamental mistake I felt I was making, "...tell me that waiting down the end of an aisle for a women that after all these years I still barely know, is wrong. At least for me."