@iinluvv // plotted starter
danjuro stared down at the desk. he could feel the annoyed glares of the police whom he knew by name and favorite color at this point on the back of his head. his teeth chattered as his whole body shook with nervousness. the phone was ringing, that much was good, it hadn’t gone dead the second he put in the number.
he got off on good behavior. though he was generally unlikeable, it seemed, there was no ignoring the facts; danjuro had been an impeccable prisoner ! kept his mouth shut as he was always taught to do, doing as he was told, not as he liked. it had been a grueling amount of months, comparable to his life before he met manami- if not worse since he had her before and then lost her. but the months were up- he was granted parole. he had to call her. he had to make sure she was alright, awaiting his return. but boy, it was ringing a long time...
then suddenly ! the ringing stopped, there was some light jostling audible on the other end. someone had picked it up, he could only hope it was the right person. that the woman he loved hadn’t been misguided by his criminal acts and become a full-fledged cyber criminal- with a body count in the dozens and now rotting away in tartarus. he swallowed the lump in his throat, the line was awful quiet.
“ ahem... uh, la brava ? are you there ? “
