He’d heard a voice before entering, he was sure of it. The area itself didn’t seem to lively, so hearing another was a bit of a surprise. Thankfully, it didn’t take him all that long to find the source. “…There is now.” But if this guy was the only one in here… just who had he been talking to before?
{ ◎ } I barely contain a shriek of surprise as I -more or less- unexpectedly hear a laconic reply coming from a distance behind me. My instincts tell me to immediately search for whoever has just spoken as if my life depended on it, while my mind desperately tries to explain that no, it is not weird in any way to obtain an answer when you ask a question out loud. My eyes finally settle on an unknown young man about as tall as me. I blink a few times in silence before remembering that quiet staring is considered rude outside of my job.
「 Ah... Indeed. That-- that makes two of us then. 」
{ ◎ } I am not sure he is very interested in learning about my abilities to count up to two, though. I am on the verge of regretting wishing to talk to someone, but I cannot give up that fast. Does he look unfriendly ? That's just my imagination ! Quick, a conversation starter.
「 So... how was your day ?...if you don't, erm, mind me asking, of course... I've been tal--talking to myself for a while, and... 」
{ ◎ } I think I can stop there. He'll get it. At this point, it probably doesn't take a genius to understand that I am digging my own grave, socially-wise.













