#yoh.

“Happy Birthday!”, he congratulated, handing the other guitarist a little package, nicely wrapped and with a giant pink bow on it. He didn’t even know when Yoh’s birthday was, the present inside was something he had gotten from one of the executive board directors. But he himself was really bad at handling animals, it was a wonder he had even gotten one when every person in the company knew he couldn’t even keep any of the plants alive he had gotten from time to time. So who should take care of it instead? In best case someone who already knew how to treat cats and maybe even had some at home already.

“Green tea without your spit.”

“Good God....”

“Las Vegas. It was not an option so far, but the little sunshine convinced me to visit that place.”

“A huge, expensive loft. With modern furniture in it, stairs leading to the second floor, the colours of the carpets, curtains, furniture and so on, have to mix well together; total harmony. That is all I can say for now.”