❝ YOU WOULD BE TOO , if all you had to your name was a closet as your apartment and instant ramen for dinner for the majority of the week , ❞ tohru jokes rather dryly as he sets down a bowl of the noodles in front of johan on his side of the small table situated in what is , in fact , his LIVING ROOM .
as far as his living arrangements go , they’re nowhere near as nice as dojima’s ⸻ instead , he lives in a bare - bones studio apartment possessing nothing but the bare necessities ⸻ bed , television , and table in the main room , a tiny little corridor of a kitchen , and of course , a private bathroom . what a LIFE .
❝ but hey , you’re lucky today . i have leftover tonkatsu . i made it over the weekend . if you run your mouth about me having a ‘sad soul’ again i’ll eat all of it , and that’s a THREAT . ❞
❝ it’s just an observation. i don’t mean anything critical by it. ❞
the czech-born man accepted the meal with a gracious smile, rolling a pair of chopsticks in his hands until he could position them properly between his fingers. it took a moment, but he was able to catch on by mimicking how adachi held them, though his grip was still shaky.
❝ i just find it interesting how people with sad souls seem to find each other so easily. perhaps it’s the look, or the way we carry ourselves. something about it is just.. obvious to us, don’t you agree? ❞
