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atmospheric. there’s a dreariness outdoors that dims the interior of the cafe, a drizzle dressing the windows that would usually brighten the place. despite the earliness, prior to noon, he’d arrived promptly where they had agreed to meet and had placed his order in earnest— curry and, to splurge, a soda. (”that’s all, thank you.”)
the cup he’d brought to his lips to sip is lowered, settled back into it’s place next to his entree. eyes veiled with specs focus on the friend before him, bright but never quite losing their serious glimmer. “josuke-kun,” a hand, stiff and gesturing to the other’s plate, “is your dish good?”
it wouldn’t be right to enjoy his meal if the other couldn’t.












