@busuhama // starter !
A groan bubbled its way out of Dice’s throat for what was probably the third time that day as he helplessly looked over his phone.
Broke. Again.
In a new world, at least this served as some kind of weird stability. Ramuda and Gentaro were, thankfully, here as well so it wasn’t like he had been tossed completely into the realm of the unknown. Things were different but pretty much the same in both the best and worst ways possible.
Still. The young adult sighed and rubbed the back of his neck, resigning himself to heading back to his new - and free, thank god - housing to find something to eat there instead of going out like he had been planning on doing with whatever he won today.
He almost had to laugh at himself when his feet ended up carrying him somewhere completely different, though. The woods. Like he was going to find a certain someone from back home that would be willing to prepare him a meal out of the kindness of his heart more than anything else. He probably wasn’t even here, because if it was him he would’ve found a way back in a heartbeat.
...but...why could he smell something cooking, then? It was probably just his mind, right? So he didn’t need to follow after it. In these situations he could trust his dice to decide for him. Odd was leave and just go home so...
He had to trust the dice when the one he tossed landed with the fourth side facing up.
And as it turned out...following the dice spirit’s guidance, once again, never let him down as he found himself approaching a campsite.
“No way...”
“Riou!?”
