Feline Unamewsed | K | Prologue | Closed for Marco
Oh god this kid was a ray of fucking sunshine wasn’t he? K couldn’t help but snort at how fast Marco has given him a cheerful smile, and he chuckled right after. Regardless, K took Marco’s hand a shook it firmly. K was a short guy but his hand shake was strong. As if he were compensating for the lack of stereotypical manliness is his short frame.
“You can call me K. Nice to meetcha. Glad you like my shades, they’re a staple of mine. Really shows how cool I am, to be honest. But enough about my totally fuckin’ amazing shades. But Marco, what’s up with the viking hat? I mean, no judging, but it’s a little odd.”
K was still brushing off dust as he spoke, shaking his head vigorously to get the dust out of his hair. This was until he remembered he was wearing a beanie, and he noticed it launch off his head from the momentum. Not to worry though, he catches it with one hand before it hit the ground (not that the dust on the ground would make a difference at this point) and continued to speak.
“Like. I seriously can’t judge since I know I look dumb but come on. You can’t walk around with a hat like that and not expect a question. I mean. It somehow suits you but I’m still curious.”
Marco’s smile only grew wider when the stranger accepted his hand and gave a surprisingly strong shake. He hadn’t met many people in Japan who could give him a hand shake like that! At least, not many who were willing to try. He retracted his hand and placed it on his hip, letting himself relax a bit.
“K? That short for somethin’, like OK? Heheh, but really, nice to meetcha and your cool shades too.”
The topic shifted back to his hat. Marco reached up and slipped it off his head to reveal his unruly mess of curls.
“I guess you could call it a good luck charm. I’ve had it for… eight years now? Somethin’ like that. Dang cheap thing hasn’t broken yet, either! Looks as new as the day I got it. Became sort of my ‘thing’ back in highschool. Never wore it or brought it around when I was teachin’ here but comin’ back here now that the school’s in ruins… need a little reminder of the good times, you know?”
He probably said a whole lot more than what the other had been asking for. But wait! There was more! Marco spun the hat in his hands to reveal the inside of the hat to K, which apparently held a series of photographs taped to the side.
“... And it’s come in handy to hold stuff when I run out of room in my wallet for pictures! Granted, I gotta be careful so I don’t get anything sticky in my hair, but I’m getting better about that.”
Now he was done. The man spin the hat in his hands so that it was upright and placed the plastic hat back on his head.
“It ain’t as practical as your sunglasses and I don’t plan on carrying it around for much longer. Only until I find a good place to put it so it don’t get knocked over or swiped. By the looks of this place we might be able to find a way into this Tower before that happens!”
