#-inquiries

[voidshiya]

Did you already write something into your notebook?

Chishiya glances at the notebook on his nightstand. The fresh gel pen beside it, replacing the one that ran out of ink the other night.

“Some.”

[voidshiya]

I went on a stroll through the city and look what I found.

Chishiya’s gaze drops to the card in his hand. It stays there a fraction too long before lifting to Niragi’s face.

“You went for a stroll.”

His eyes return to the photograph, then the writing beside it. His shoulders remain loose. Everything else goes slightly still.

“How industrious.”

He holds out one hand, palm up.

“Where did you find it?”