Who: Shinjiro and You Where: Wandering confused in the plaza When: July 29th Style: Starting with prose but feel free to switch to action and I will match up Status: Open!
Had to be the drugs.
At least that's what he told himself as he continued to walk, his shoes making noise from the water buildup. His hat did little to protect him from the pouring rain, and his hair was already stuck around his neck. His coat was in no better shape and he grunted as he idly put his hands in his pockets, walking along confused. The coat hid his hospital outfit well...considering upon waking up, Shinjiro had remembered the promise they had made, and his first thought wasn't to get properly dressed, but to grab what he could from his room and make a dash for the school.
...only to end up here. Really, it had to be the drugs. He'd managed to catch a date on his way out, and he knew it had been a while. Maybe painkillers with a a side effect. Who the hell knew. But he'd certainly wake up any minute now.
Strange how it felt so real...he looked up to the sky before sighing.
"Tch. Think I'd be done with dreaming after so long..."
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