#shuten01

It’s getting late, Ogata’s heading down towards the apartment. The day has been gone along with nothing of particular importance happening. He’s still getting hang of the place, looking surroundings and getting to know new things that seem necessary to the life around here. 

For a while know he has felt that something’s off. Like an itch, his thoughts seem to suggest that he’s not alone. Steps, cracks, rustling... All nagging him at the back of his head that eventually lead him to a stop.

“ Hey. “

He runs his hand through his hair.

The very powerful stench of alcohol wasn’t something that was foreign to him, it was the presence that was mixed with the smell that gabbed his attention. He felt that the aura being emitted was more carefree than hostile at the moment, however it was never a good idea to lower one’s guard in the presence of another Servant.

“How curious. Simply being this close makes me wonder when the last time I myself had drink could have been. Perhaps I’ll join you.”