starter for @abiecisse
Makoto was starting to regret deciding to explore. It was probably a little bit ambitious trying to figure out a whole area, it was inevitable that he’d get lost eventually. In fact, he wasn’t sure that he’d accomplished anything; he was just really tired and pretty sure that he’d taken ten wrong turns. This was a problem because he wasn’t sure how exactly he was going to get back home. What if he got stuck here all night? What if he got stuck here forever?
Okay, maybe that was a little melodramatic. If he could just find somebody to ask he could surely get re-calibrated and find his way back. Trying to go back the way he came had hardly worked out - maybe he was remembering it wrong...
As luck would have it, it didn’t take too long for him to find his would-be saviour. As he rounded onto the next street he caught sight of someone who he thought maybe looked familiar. Maybe. Actually from here he definitely looked like he could be a member of Switch. But the chances of that were pretty ridiculous - he was probably just imagining that everybody seemed familiar so that things could feel somewhat normal.
“Ah, uh, excuse me?”











