close my eyes and feel it burn, now i see what i’ve got to do (closed, event, bunji)
The past few days had been, something, to say the least. A possible changing of his way of life, if he allowed it, and he worked towards it. It was not really his strong suit, doing things to actively change how he’d been doing things. Mostly, he just liked to talk about it and be sad about it. He was hoping, and trying, that this would be different.
This meant having to do things he was hesitant about, to try and make things better for those he had harmed.
As such, he was at the home of Bunji, with a basket of freshly baked goods hanging on his arm. A search of his phone contacts told him it was Townhouse 217, so it was nothing but a short walk away. He could have done this earlier, but would he have? Likely not. He was a coward like that.
A knock on the door, and he would wait. Hopefully she would give him the time of day.
“Ah. Hello, Ms. Kanesada. I was wondering if I could bother you for a moment of your time. I have an... apology, one you are long since owed, and sadly a request. Will you allow this?”
