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LOG; Ongoing
When; April 2, evening-night
Rating; PG-13?
Characters; Mickey![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
monsterepellant & Buttons anti_buttons
Summary; The night after the WAAAANNGST one archer-nerd tries to make another archer-nerd come home bawwwwwww or something idk idk, move along, angst here.
Log;
Ishida hated to be reminded of his age. More to say, he loathed acting like it, while aware that he was acting it. But at the moment, he didn't particularly care.
Most of his day had been spent in his once shared apartment, with the intention of packing what belongings still remained there and toting them to another. He had known that having a roommate in such a place was more trouble than it was worth, and had muttered that to himself on more than one occasion. But after a few hours of putting things in boxes, shifting objects, and taking them out again, Ishida had been left with little more than a dishonest post about dust. Time spent with Arisawa Tatsuki had calmed him some, given him a distraction in the form of her puppet plot and ice-cream. But at the end of the day, there was only that apartment to which to return.
After making himself a bland Cup Noodles, he took himself to the Range. When all else failed, train - as if it made a difference.
Rating; PG-13?
Characters; Mickey
monsterepellant & Buttons anti_buttonsSummary; The night after the WAAAANNGST one archer-nerd tries to make another archer-nerd come home bawwwwwww or something idk idk, move along, angst here.
Log;
Ishida hated to be reminded of his age. More to say, he loathed acting like it, while aware that he was acting it. But at the moment, he didn't particularly care.
Most of his day had been spent in his once shared apartment, with the intention of packing what belongings still remained there and toting them to another. He had known that having a roommate in such a place was more trouble than it was worth, and had muttered that to himself on more than one occasion. But after a few hours of putting things in boxes, shifting objects, and taking them out again, Ishida had been left with little more than a dishonest post about dust. Time spent with Arisawa Tatsuki had calmed him some, given him a distraction in the form of her puppet plot and ice-cream. But at the end of the day, there was only that apartment to which to return.
After making himself a bland Cup Noodles, he took himself to the Range. When all else failed, train - as if it made a difference.