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WHO: a younger manjiro sano and you, homie

WHERE: mirth & the harbors & the barrens

WHEN: december first till the end of the year.

WHAT: amusement park joy, eating his weight in sugar in a cafe, trying to move of the abandoned houses, and notice board thingies.

WARNINGS: i'll warn in the top-level. considering the canon, suicide, murder, violence, dissociation, mental health issues, death, drugs, yakuza, etc, all possible themes.

that who had once been a nearly-thirty-year-old, a yakuza president with white hair, thinner than he should be for his shorter stature, and large dark circles under his eyes along with a knack for partying... has turned into a blonde fifteen-year-old, leader of the tokyo manji biker gang. the emptiness in his eyes remains, although he laughs, smiles, runs and finds joy even if the same darkness that turned him miserable in the future still lives in his heart. he remembers, and he doesn't. come meet him for the first time, or all over again.

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That'd take some time. I can work on that while I rent out this place temporarily, ya know? It's not just for me, either.

(you see. he recently found out he has been living in an abandoned house full of debris and barely working for who knows how long-- he just wants a nice bed for now.

as he walks, he takes note of the state of things. it's not enormous, but there are enough separate bedrooms, although on the smaller side. nothing fancy, but not terrible either.)

What you think?

[normally Sooyoung would start pilfering one or two things -- and she almost does, actually, though she jerks her hand back in an almost guilty motion at Mikey's question.

She covers it up by turning a faucet, watching the water flow.]

Eh...

[she draws out the sound, clicking her tongue as she comes to more or less the same conclusion Mikey has.]

It's not bad, if you've got enough people for every room.

[otherwise it will turn into a housemates situation and while sooyoung's fine living with the other insane inhabitants of stygia, she's not sure what mikey's policy would be on that]

We're... Five? I think? If more end up here, I'll divide the rooms.

(of course, keeping one only for himself. that simple, at this point. he's not that altruistic, to the point of giving up that easy.)

Your name, though?

[That's the same number of people Sooyoung had started out with... She wonders if Mikey's five are people from his world too, or companions he's met here.

She blinks at the question, and while she's not that paranoid about giving out her own name anymore...]

You first.

[She's absolutely stubborn enough to not want to go first. It's truly not that big of a deal and yet Sooyoung continues to live like this,]

Manjiro Sano. Mikey.

(oh, how he misses the spotlight. being known by everyone in the circle of delinquents of tokyo meant that he never had to do these things anymore, and often, it'd be others who'd introduce him instead.

boring ass shit, if she wants to know his thoughts on it. but alas, what is easy instead is to go through the house, opening each door and measuring the rooms with each step.)

Han Sooyoung.

[She'd feel just as strange at having to introduce herself, but it's been a few years since the Scenarios ended, since she'd stopped being featured on talk shows and hounded by the media. She's just a relic of a bygone age, and a total stranger here.

Which is fine. She watches Mikey pace each room.]

I have an apartment complex in Serene. If you've got any landlord type of questions, then feel free to ask.

Unless it's about a way to prevent reapers from teleporting onto your property in order to drag you off to jail, because I'm still figuring that one out.

I'm not gonna be a landlord. I just want all my friends together - I need to keep us like that.

(so, it's just a bunch of teenagers sharing a space, after all. nothing bad's going to happen, just late night talks, dirty comments, probably fights over who does the laundry.)

... I think that happened to me. I don't remember so well.

[Sooyoung would put in her unasked for two cents and mention that sometimes friends can be the worst roommates and that contracts make everyone's lives easier,

then she squints at him.]

-- Were you passed out the entire time?

... No. I was older. I became younger, and my memories are shit. Long story short, that's pretty much it.

(it probably makes zero sense........ but he shows no hints of deception, anyway. because!!! it's!! true!!!)

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