Beached | Nakano Closure 3| Closed for Akira
A man walks along an empty street, close perhaps to the town hall. He’d had to get away for a bit, just breath away from all that. Tattoos on his arms. He didn’t like that. He didn’t like that. Catching sight of himself in the glass of a shop window he pauses.
Is it okay to be attracted to someone who’s body you are literally possessing? Cause damnnnnnn. Wow. What a hunk.
Senses perhaps less honed than previously, he was surprised when someone came quickly around the corner. He just saw a shadow in his periphery, tall. Tall!
He practically leaps backwards away, tripping over unfamiliar feet and falling, instinct causing his heart to race.
“...hhiIiiIiiIi theEeRe.”















