[ takumi may have learned the lesson last week, but not leon. he has an excuse though - it was a late night. he'd slept in, stayed in, and the rain only made the weather perfect for lounging in bed with a latte and his favorite book. it would have been the same today except he had gone out to purchase more books and subsequently got rained on. that's the worst thing that could happen to new books, so leon ducks into the familiar bakery and bringing in plenty of rain water with him.
a drowned cat; that's what he looks like - wiping water out of his face and hair and the first thing he does is inspecting his new purchase to see if it's fine. he'd wrapped them carefully in the plastic bag. there are some droplets that sneaked in, but the damages are minimal.
still, his expression scrunches in displeasure as he walks up to the counter. ]
You don't happen to have a hair dryer here, do you?
shits and giggles-- i mean just i-b
a drowned cat; that's what he looks like - wiping water out of his face and hair and the first thing he does is inspecting his new purchase to see if it's fine. he'd wrapped them carefully in the plastic bag. there are some droplets that sneaked in, but the damages are minimal.
still, his expression scrunches in displeasure as he walks up to the counter. ]
You don't happen to have a hair dryer here, do you?