Alright.... what now?
Sep. 8th, 2024 03:02 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
fledglingcrowThe glowing blue door was new to him, and he'd be lying if he said it didn't interest him. It wasn't attached to a building. It was just a door. So it was someone's elaborate prank or...
The run down was pretty simple. He just didn't know what to do with this information. He also didn't know why he was chosen to come here. To make bonds but it wasn't like he was lonely back home. He let out a sigh as he made his way into Tokyo. He should get himself together as he figures things out. He doesn't know how long he'll be here after all.
1) Somebody Real
He had loaded up a basket of food and other necessaries to live off of. He ended up going up to the counter and pulling out some money, luckily he was out for other things as well, oh no, who'd take care of that for his mom now. He needed to worry about him. He could figure that out later.
The man didn't even look things over, he just told him to have a good day. "I need to pay for these. I'm not about to commit thief." He said upset. Why was this so hard, did this employee really not care enough about their job? He wasn't about to be the victim of that.
2) That you are
He had tried to suppress the act that he was hungry. He had very little experience in the kitchen and he didn't particularly want to try today. It was stressful enough. A new place, new rules, no mom. He just walked around a bit to try and find a decently good shop to eat at. If anything he never felt so much like a kid. He wanted his mom the most. He wanted his friends. He had to be an adult now, he hated feeling like this.
With another step his stomach growled, a light red on his cheeks as he glanced around to make sure there wasn't any real people around. The fakes he couldn't care less about.
3) Higher ground
He wandered the streets, making sure his home was safe. There seemed to only be fake people around. He relaxed a bit at that he wouldn't have to worry about others. He now had to make sure no one had moved into his house. What would he do if someone had? would he have to find somewhere else? He really didn't want to. He looked at the door. He didn't see movement in the windows. He was afraid to knock. Would his key even work? This wasn't his world the lock might not be the same.
He backed out and sat on the curb. This would be easier with someone else.
The run down was pretty simple. He just didn't know what to do with this information. He also didn't know why he was chosen to come here. To make bonds but it wasn't like he was lonely back home. He let out a sigh as he made his way into Tokyo. He should get himself together as he figures things out. He doesn't know how long he'll be here after all.
1) Somebody Real
He had loaded up a basket of food and other necessaries to live off of. He ended up going up to the counter and pulling out some money, luckily he was out for other things as well, oh no, who'd take care of that for his mom now. He needed to worry about him. He could figure that out later.
The man didn't even look things over, he just told him to have a good day. "I need to pay for these. I'm not about to commit thief." He said upset. Why was this so hard, did this employee really not care enough about their job? He wasn't about to be the victim of that.
2) That you are
He had tried to suppress the act that he was hungry. He had very little experience in the kitchen and he didn't particularly want to try today. It was stressful enough. A new place, new rules, no mom. He just walked around a bit to try and find a decently good shop to eat at. If anything he never felt so much like a kid. He wanted his mom the most. He wanted his friends. He had to be an adult now, he hated feeling like this.
With another step his stomach growled, a light red on his cheeks as he glanced around to make sure there wasn't any real people around. The fakes he couldn't care less about.
3) Higher ground
He wandered the streets, making sure his home was safe. There seemed to only be fake people around. He relaxed a bit at that he wouldn't have to worry about others. He now had to make sure no one had moved into his house. What would he do if someone had? would he have to find somewhere else? He really didn't want to. He looked at the door. He didn't see movement in the windows. He was afraid to knock. Would his key even work? This wasn't his world the lock might not be the same.
He backed out and sat on the curb. This would be easier with someone else.
