[Shinju kept his hands in his pockets as he watched the first night of the festival come to a close. He hadn't bothered to light a candle of his own, frankly because he had no idea what he wanted out of anything right now.
He spotted the familiar blond hair in the dim light and thought about how distant he'd been with some of his friends lately. It was probably just going to make him miserable if he continued to do so, not to mention hurt their feelings. Not managing to hold back a sigh, he decided to walk up next to the man, though he kept his eyes on the river.]
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He spotted the familiar blond hair in the dim light and thought about how distant he'd been with some of his friends lately. It was probably just going to make him miserable if he continued to do so, not to mention hurt their feelings. Not managing to hold back a sigh, he decided to walk up next to the man, though he kept his eyes on the river.]
Hey, Steve.