generalflirt | ~♥EIGHTEEN♥~

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[The second day of the dreaming - Masaomi isn't quite what to sure what to make of it. Yesterday he had dismissed it - it wasn't important in comparison to the festival just being over with him having new gifts and favors and things to do with his bros - his orphaned compatriots. But the dream tonight shook him. Last night was a happy date with a girl - he thought it was just something his imagination has cooked up, but the one he awoke from this morning was- He has no idea where that room is, but he resolves he needs to find it.

It looks a little like a clinic room, right? So with a dour and thoughtful expression on his face, Masaomi decides to ditch school today in favor of scouring every single room in the clinic for the first half of the day, trying to find some room - looking from more than one angle - which looks like the one he saw.

By the afternoon, he's no longer even sure why finding that room is important, and he finds that he just... wants to know who that was. She didn't even recognize her, but in both dreams his sentiment was strong - as strong as his bond with Mikado, maybe? But different, more like what he had with Kata-- no. No, he can't dwell on that. So in the afternoon, still ditching school, but going into the early evening, you might find this boy taking up space in the Baratie (the AU version of Seventh Heaven) and not really ordering anything.

Until he gets kicked out that is, and then he'll make his way home after buying a carton of milk to try to appease his caretaker - a useless little habit he picked up whenever he stays out past curfew.

FEEL FREE TO RUN INTO HIM AT ANY POINT DURING THIS DAY??]

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However, point one relies heavily on the moon, which is subject to the sun! What then, man?

Fine, then by starlight! What now?

And the other two are indoors! The night doesn't matter that much inside!

What about passionate day on the beach?! For the night to be special, the day needs to too!

What kinda piers have you seen, dude? And what exactly's so romantic about the day, huh? Out in broad daylight, where everyone's watchin' you!

Exactly, it's bold!

[Masaomi is a loser, Gold. you know this.]

Aah~ but, I can see the merits of a night sky too.

I see I'm gonna have to teach you a few things later on, Bro.

[Oh look, they're at the rec center. Fun times.]

Oh yeah? I'm the one with the history, you know.

[As he looks around the place. Where to, Gold?]

Yeah, and that worked out well, didn't it?

[To the pool table!]

Harsh, man.

[That said, he'll follow to the pool table.]

Sorry, Bro. The truth hurts sometimes. [Setting up the balls now.]

Eeeeh. [...Man he's never as good at this game as Gold. As a result he's just staring apprehensively at those balls. Tonight will only end in tears, won't it?]

[Tossing one of the spare cues Masaomi's way. You should've objected and asked for air hockey instead, bro.]

You can break.

[I've been emo all day, okay. But he nods, and then goes for aiming with the cue after catching it and ... break! He doesn't get any balls in and by and large just scatters them.]

So- you hear about those dreams?

Ugh, hear about 'em? I've been havin' 'em! [Okay... Lining up shot, and... knocking the 3-ball into the far right pocket.]

[Shifting around and then he moves, sizing up his shot. But as he goes he asks-]

Like what sorts of them?

Weird dreams of adventures with a red-haired lad, and a chick with way too serious of a demeanor.

...And of my mom.

...Your mom?

[That throws him off - he was going to make the shot then, but his cue missed hitting the ball entirely now because he looked up at Gold in surprise]

Yeah... [Masaomi's lucky Gold's distracted right now.]

Dreams of me and her in a huge house, in a house full of critters.

[...]

Ah. That sounds nice.

[...]

Yeah... It was. But that's just a dream, y'know?

Yeah, it is.

[And he re-lines up his shot, this time hitting it. Nothing goes in though, again]

[He straightens up.] Ahh! The hell am I lettin' a stupid dream get me down for?! You guys are my family now!

[You're lucky Gold didn't catch that first table scratch. He lines up his shot and strikes, hitting a 5-ball into the 13-ball, pocketing both.]

We should have done air hockey, bro.

[As he turns around to line up his own shot]

Then why didn't you say anything?

I just didn't think to!

[But now that he's here, lining up his short and... he finally gets a ball in - the six.]

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