@dinodeck | It was already late in the afternoon by the time Roba had finished running through his list of errands. He had deposited some money at the bank, picked up groceries, and dropped off some things at the post office as a favour for one of his neighbours. He was fairly confident, without checking the schedule he had made in his phone, that Ryuzaki was due to finish work soon. Which was how he currently found himself, arms full of shopping bags, backing through the entrance to the totally not suspicious, and entirely above board pet store.
Roba was always surprised to see the place was still in business. To the untrained eye the building looked basically abandoned, and he wasn't fully convinced that it wasn't a front for something else. "Ryuzaki, are you there?" he called, peering over a shelving unit that housed what he assumed to be birdseed, sold in bulk, for a price that didn't make sense to him at all. "I have something for you."
