#listlesshermit

Crowds of people...So many people...

She’s gotten better at navigating through the busy crowds now and it wasn’t as overwhelming as it had been the first time she arrived to Tokyo. Now she can walk without flinching at every little shove or sudden yell from behind her.

Akira isn’t used to this feeling crawling at her skin after she had passed someone when she had gotten off the train. The feeling wavering as she continued to walk down the street. It’s hard to explain what sort of feeling it is, but it felt similar to how she would pass her friends and their connection would grow.

“Just because I’m not feeling it doesn’t mean I don’t understand the mechanics of it, thank you.”

“It’s complicated.”

“Yes, it’s doing two things. The name is pretty self-explanatory. Am I the only one who views enabling as offense?”

Well... Unfortunately, Ganymede was banned from several local pet stores due to his insistence in breaking in and sampling the bird seed. A few even had his picture up front telling people not to open the door for this bird...

But clearly, this fella didn’t know that. 

Either way, his attention turns to the human speaking to you. Unbeknownst to most, Ganymede can understand people perfectly, and hops right up to the other’s feet. While he can’t SPEAK, per say, he CAN tug on the other’s shoelaces to let him know he’s hearing him and he’s responding as best as he can...

Still, that didn’t stop Naoto from feeling awful. They were giving him medications he knew he didn’t need a few times a day; he found a way to hide them to spit out later, but it was still such a hassle. He had to get out...if only the rest of the group could help him, somehow....

“Or you could not treat other people’s lives like a show.”

A starter for @listlesshermit

A dissatisfied sigh left the female’s lips as she walked down the streets of Inaba. This wasn’t the first and probably won’t be the last time her father will make her travel and change schools due to his work. Arms crossed over her chest, cheeks puffed as the redhead made her way down the narrow street.

This place was small...not quite something she was used to...and it looked as if everybody new each other. At least it won’t be hard making friends, right?

Lost in her own little world, she bumped shoulders with someone who was passing by, violet hues landed on a rather tall male, a quite apology parting her lips.

Though on better inspection, the boy was in a high school uniform. And by the looks of it, it seemed to have been the uniform of the new school she’ll be attending. Perfect. She can bug him.

A hand found it’s way to the sleeve of his jacket, slightly tugging on it.