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rekindleme2014-11-20 02:31 am
hellfire_gouka) wrote in rekindleme2014-11-20 02:31 am
[open] wah wah etc
Who: Shinju Gouka & you!
Where: District 3, District 4, District 1 (towards his apartment)
When: November 19th, mid afternoon to early evening
Summary: His roommate left. He's taking it badly.
Warnings: Copious amounts of tears, general misery
He'd been fine, for a while. He just didn't let himself think about it. He went out to work, explored the city in his free time, didn't allow himself to sit in the silence of the apartment any longer than necessary. He could pretend they'd just been missing each other by the fact that they were both so busy with other things. He was just asleep by the time Shinju got back, and there was no reason to disturb him.
That went on for about a week and a half.
It got to the point where he couldn't pretend anymore. Yu was gone and might never be back, and Shinju had no idea how to handle that information. He hadn't been sleeping well and he was on edge, feeling like if he tried to think too hard on his roommate's absence the floodgates would open and there'd be no stopping the negativity.
But apparently whatever was in charge here thought some kind of floodgates should open--Shinju was out in the shopping district continuing his attempts at distracting himself when the sky practically fell on him, and he hadn't had the foresight to carry an umbrella. Not that he could bring himself to care about being wet, but.
He blinked water out of his eyes, clamping his mouth shut as he started to look for somewhere more private--a bench in the park, maybe, since no one would probably be there in this weather.
A nineteen year old sobbing in the rain because his friend finally went home. He felt pathetic.
[OOC: Feel free to encounter him as he's walking or when he's made it to the park, or a little later when he's near his apartment and calmer (or at least, not sobbing).]
Where: District 3, District 4, District 1 (towards his apartment)
When: November 19th, mid afternoon to early evening
Summary: His roommate left. He's taking it badly.
Warnings: Copious amounts of tears, general misery
He'd been fine, for a while. He just didn't let himself think about it. He went out to work, explored the city in his free time, didn't allow himself to sit in the silence of the apartment any longer than necessary. He could pretend they'd just been missing each other by the fact that they were both so busy with other things. He was just asleep by the time Shinju got back, and there was no reason to disturb him.
That went on for about a week and a half.
It got to the point where he couldn't pretend anymore. Yu was gone and might never be back, and Shinju had no idea how to handle that information. He hadn't been sleeping well and he was on edge, feeling like if he tried to think too hard on his roommate's absence the floodgates would open and there'd be no stopping the negativity.
But apparently whatever was in charge here thought some kind of floodgates should open--Shinju was out in the shopping district continuing his attempts at distracting himself when the sky practically fell on him, and he hadn't had the foresight to carry an umbrella. Not that he could bring himself to care about being wet, but.
He blinked water out of his eyes, clamping his mouth shut as he started to look for somewhere more private--a bench in the park, maybe, since no one would probably be there in this weather.
A nineteen year old sobbing in the rain because his friend finally went home. He felt pathetic.
[OOC: Feel free to encounter him as he's walking or when he's made it to the park, or a little later when he's near his apartment and calmer (or at least, not sobbing).]
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Shinju may not have spent as much time around Yu as Diarmuid has around Cu Chulainn, but he met his friend on the same day, when they first arrived. It's difficult enough to think about someone who's been there the whole time disappearing; it's even worse experiencing it.
"I'll let you know where I end up moving, and I'll still come over to help you cook when you want. I'm glad these buildings are close together..."
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And maybe literally break the place in. Shinju might want to be the one who is doing most of the cooking just to make sure his new place doesn't catch on fire the first day he is there...