[15:14] Where are you? There's too many people.
{♣} || With his nerves, the brunet had managed to beat the other to the station fifteen minutes earlier. Makoto had been sitting in a bench right in the third line of seats in the waiting shed before the familiar figure surfaced from among the crowd--that red hair giving him away quite easily, plus the way he dressed was heavily influenced with his stay overseas as well.
As an effective analogy--Matsuoka Rin is like a red dot not only on his radar, but everyone's as well.
"Rin." He stood behind the smaller swimmer, obviously in the blind spot, phone clutched in one hand with the unanswered text. He would have poked his cheek but he decided not to--after all, the other disliked any form of public affection and that gesture would probably earn him an elbow on the ribs. Yikes.
"Are you tired?" The Orca smiled warmly as a welcome before he was reminded of a main point he had yet to ask. "Eto... what do you like to do... e-er... in our house, na?"