─── ( ✘ @sarxfushi. )
Life’s always had a particular habit of messing with him at the most INCONVENIENT times ;;
Of course his heater would fail during the most frigid days of winter.
Misaki Yata was not the type to admit defeat to something as simple as low temperatures─ his pride simply wouldn’t let him admit to something as feeble as THAT !! But.... well, when it was too cold to walk barefoot across his kitchen floor and his drinks were literally freezing in his fridge, Misaki had to admit it was a bit annoying ( alright, it was way too damned cold ). Despite his apartment complex being new, the small space seemed to hardly retain any heat. And, due to the bustling construction, it wasn’t going to get fixed for another night....
Luckily for Misaki, he knew a guy who still OWED him after a surprise visit due to dumb cops. And so, the skater gathered his warmest clothes and set off for Fushimi’s apartment after a quick text to the other know he was coming. The buses, thankfully, weren’t too busy and Misaki made it with little trouble. He took out his phone, sending some more quick texts to alert Fushimi he’d arrived.
[txt → saru] outside [txt → saru] come unlock ur door
As he waited, breath visible against the chilly air, a mischievous idea struck him: there was a good amount of snow along the sidewalks, and it would be such a shame to waste it...
Misaki stood off to the side, grinning to himself as he watched the doors Fushimi should arrive from. He bundled up the PERFECT snowball ( ignoring the sting of holding it in his bare hands ) and waited for his target. It wasn’t long before his friend appeared, giving Misaki the perfect opportunity. He took aim, and...
“Gotcha, bastard!!”
