[WEEK 4: Monday morning, room 116; Akira]

[nowyouseeit]

[KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK]

[someone is banging loudly on Akira's door this morning]

Oi, Kurusu! You home?

[he has his pillows and clothes and blankets bundled in a pile at his feet too, so. . . what is he up to?]

Comments

[frizziest]

[ Akira should be used to people knocking on his door during an obscene hour of the morning. he isn't, however, and it's worse when he knows he is the only inhabitant of his room. even with everything that's been going on, he is still somehow capable of sleeping like a baby, hence why it takes an additional minute or two to climb out of his bed and drag his feet over to the door.

shirtless and in pajama bottoms, he cares little for maintaining a respectable appearance when he doesn't have a female roomie or a cat with him. he is truly. alone. one look at Kaito with all of his stuff on the ground and he's already beginning to think that is about to change. ]

Oh... we're about to become roommates now, aren't we?

[ fuck ]

[nowyouseeit]

[with one arm in a sling, bending over to pick up his stuff is difficult. so Kaito kind of. . . kicks his bundle of pillows and clothing and blankets into the room instead]

Well, s'probably not a good idea for either of us to stay in our rooms alone.

Plus, I get bored with no one to talk to at night.

[Kaito this is rude???]