[Yusuke was having a late night. It was a mistake, actually, he hadn't wanted to go out so late but he'd settled down at the library to sketch and finish some commissioned pages for a comic script and then he'd blinked at it was 11:15pm and the fog had well and truly settled in.
Stupid of him really. He'd had to throw all his work into his bag and plan the quickest and safest route home through this fog. He'd had enough experiences with it this month to last a life time.
As soon as he'd heard familiar sounds of... things creeping through the fog, he'd ducked into the nearest, still open shop for a little break and some safety. Yes, he did just almost crash through the door like the hounds from hell were after him. (Maybe they were?)]
... Ah. [This is a little awkward. He brushes off the front of his coat and clears his throat. Might as well... get a coffee... while he's here? It's not like he's been sleeping much this month anyway.]
iv. a - aka walks in four years later, late, with starbucks
Stupid of him really. He'd had to throw all his work into his bag and plan the quickest and safest route home through this fog. He'd had enough experiences with it this month to last a life time.
As soon as he'd heard familiar sounds of... things creeping through the fog, he'd ducked into the nearest, still open shop for a little break and some safety. Yes, he did just almost crash through the door like the hounds from hell were after him. (Maybe they were?)]
... Ah. [This is a little awkward. He brushes off the front of his coat and clears his throat. Might as well... get a coffee... while he's here? It's not like he's been sleeping much this month anyway.]