What happened?
A somewhat annoyed Fuchsia stood in front of Nakaou’s home. The guy hadn’t responded to any of his messages for quite some time now. At first he figured the Purple might just be busy, but it slowly dawned on him that something wasn’t right. Nakaou wasn’t the type to just not respond to anything. At least not without some notice...
Aitreo didn’t want to go assuming the worst, but he also didn’t want to sit fucking idly, so here he was on his day off work... at Nakaou’s place, his car parked out in the front.
It looked like Nakaou’s bike was here, from what he could tell... and the place seemed intact. Nothing suspicious yet. The place seemed as calm as he remembered it last time he came over, but that didn’t have to mean anything.
The Fuchsia stepped up to the door and rang the bell, then knocked on it a couple times.
TA: Ey! Nakaxu? Yxu there?
He waited for a couple minutes, before knocking again.
TA: Cxme xn! It’s me, xpen the dxxr!
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