( samatoki is halfway through lighting a cigarette when he hears that familiar, eager voice call out his name. he's leaning against his bike, practically freezing his ass off, but he makes the effort to not look like it. gotta act cool and everything in the front of the puppy. )
That's Samatoki-san. [ he puts his cigarette away, probably for the best, and he straightens up. ] Maybe I shoulda let you walk to my place instead.
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That's Samatoki-san. [ he puts his cigarette away, probably for the best, and he straightens up. ] Maybe I shoulda let you walk to my place instead.