Jul 12, 2013
WomanGangLeader closed rp
Toshio had stayed out in the wrong part of town too late that night, completely occupied by the current draft of his new work that he was typing up on a sleek laptop. A few demolished plates of pancakes sat by his side giving off a sickly odor. He only stopped typing to take a sip of tar-black coffee or timidly order another meal from the few remaining staff. He was just about to finish a particularly troublesome paragraph when he heard the rumbling of motorcycles out on the street, which drowned out the tinny music coming from many a hostess club.