"What the fuck is with all of these Souhoku assholes infesting this shithole of a city?"

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"What the fuck is with all of these Souhoku assholes infesting this shithole of a city?"
Doing a tiny rp ad! Like this post for a (probably small) starter. Capping at two for now!
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Toudou twiddles his thumbs on a wooden table, leaning slightly into his chair though still maintaining good posture, an attractive pose overall. It’s a little past noon as he waits for his supposed date, already a good 10 minutes late now—how incredibly exhausting, he thinks, exhaling with finesse. He didn’t even want to go on this outing in the first place, really, it was his friends that forced him into it. Toudou wasn’t much of the “blind date” type.
Still, he agreed—after all, the climber had a generous heart, and what other way to give to the public than to spend time with them? His presence was practically a blessing, as he likes to say.
He resists getting up to check himself out in the bathroom mirror—5 more minutes, he tells himself. Then he’ll check. Not that he truly needs to, Toudou is already aware of how good he looks, sporting a low cut shirt with his favourite gold necklace.
He curls a hair behind his ear, eyes perking up when the bell attached to the door jingles as it opens. Toudou drops his hand, struck with shock—but mostly confusion.
”Arakita!?”
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If pressed, Arakita will only admit to doing this because he was promised a free meal in return. (Okay, perhaps the terms hadn't explicitly said as much, but Arakita was not at all above diner dashing if it came down to it.) And with the dire straits this stupid city had left him to, Arakita was in no position to be turning down free food.
He was living in a fucking box, for God's (Fuku-chan's) sake.
So he sucks on a slurry of foul words that suggest exactly where the would-be matchmaker could shove their proposition, and he arrives at the cafe with a characteristic lack of promptness.
Arakita might have summarily turned right around and left if he'd spotted Toudou - would have fled through the streets with embarrassment coloring his cheekbones - but instead he feels a pinch, not unlike a bug bite. His mouth curls into the word, "FUCK." And when he looks up, all of the breath rushes from his lungs.
"Toudou...." He gulps, suddenly nervous and unsure why, "you look ... I'm so glad to see you." He falls gracelessly into the chair across from his teammate, cheeks tinting pink in the aftermath of the words that have escaped from him, but no less earnest. Unbidden, his hand reaches out to grasp for Toudou's like a lifeline.
i had no idea you were so talented, arakita !?!
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"THIS WAS A PRIVATE MOMENT YOU FUCKS!!!!!!!!"
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