but really i'm not actually your friend
Aug. 25th, 2023 10:22 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
pancakeboyWelcome to Inokashira Park. It all looks a bit... picture-postcard, as if someone removed all the LET'S ALL NOT WALK ON THE GRASS TOGETHER signs, and the wastebaskets, and the slight air of use. And the people.
The birds, though. The birds are the same. And there's nobody to tell Akechi not to feed them the shitty peacock spaghetti he got from the equally Wrong supermarket. So he is. A pair of pigeons are brainlessly tottering up and down next to it, unsure whether or not to indulge in a bit of indirect cannibalism.
He's got a package of bread too, for that matter. But that's for him. He also has a little notebook, in which he occasionally scribbles something down, and his phone. Oh, and his sweater vest, for some reason, is deep red and green; it looks unnecessarily festive.
The birds, though. The birds are the same. And there's nobody to tell Akechi not to feed them the shitty peacock spaghetti he got from the equally Wrong supermarket. So he is. A pair of pigeons are brainlessly tottering up and down next to it, unsure whether or not to indulge in a bit of indirect cannibalism.
He's got a package of bread too, for that matter. But that's for him. He also has a little notebook, in which he occasionally scribbles something down, and his phone. Oh, and his sweater vest, for some reason, is deep red and green; it looks unnecessarily festive.
