muse: sugiyama chiharu open to: m, f or nb dynamic: strangers in a bar
“i’m so sorry for bumping into you!” chiharu’s frenzied hand attempted to dab at the other’s shirt, now dotted with drops of her drink, with a fistful of napkins. “ugh...i promise, i’ll pay for the dry cleaning if you don’t hold it against me,” she continued, smiling sheepishly. this wasn’t quite what she had in mind when she initially wanted to find an excuse to talk to the cute person across the room.













