[ though he's normally unfashionably late to meetups, ryuji finds himself wanting to be right on time when it comes to akira. it gives them plenty of time to chill with his Best Bro, and that always feels nice. just ask akira is closing up, in comes ryuji. ]
[ when the bell at the door jingles, akira looks up from behind the counter, dishrag in hand, and smiles in greeting. ]
What's up? For the record, Sojiro-san headed home awhile ago. Be grateful he isn't here to make you help with the chores. I'm just about done.
[ he polishes the last of the dishes and puts it away before untying his apron, hanging it up and turning around to move in front of the counter to give ryuji a fist bump. a smile is still curving his lips, brighter than usual, a smile that reaches his eyes behind his glasses. honestly, his mood is always brighter with ryuji around. he doesn't have a real explanation for it — it just is. he's never bothered to analyze it. ]
Anyway, I picked up a new video game the other day. That sound good to you?
Guess I came just in time, then. 'Sides, you're better than me at that stuff anyway.
[ it's not even a lie - ryuji is a slob, and proud of it. though of course, that's not to say that he wouldn't help akira clean up a little if asked.
that fist bump is met with enthusiasm, of course. spending time at leblanc with his best friend was lightyears better than being at home, so it's near impossible to be in a sour mood. akira brought balance to his life, in a way. ]
As long as you're cool with getting your ass kicked, sure. Sounds great!
[ this text comes at 2 AM on a Saturday night. hope you weren't trying to catch up on sleep from the week akira. ]
Good evening. I hope I didn't wake you. Could you meet me at the burger establishment in Shibuya? I believe it is called the "Big Bang Burger". The alliteration is a bit much. It's rather urgent.
[ he's ready to ask what the hell has yusuke texting him at 2 am to go to a burger joint, but the "urgent" part of the text has him throwing on some proper clothes and whispering to morgana that he'll be back soon. thankfully, the cat doesn't seem to mind going right back to sleep. ]
I'm on my way. Is everything okay?
[ knowing yusuke's fragile living situation, he isn't really sure what to think. ]
Please, Akira. I would rather talk about this face to face.
[ well that's rather dour.. and foreboding. either way, after if akira texts yusuke again, he won't be getting a reply. there's a little offline icon next to his name too. looks like yusuke might have turned his phone off.
when akira arrives to the burger shop, yusuke is sitting in the corner staring intently at a piece of paper. ]
[ okay, now that's more than a little concerning. while it probably isn't immediate danger considering that yusuke can still text him and meet up with him in public, what could he possibly want to talk about so urgently?
he finds himself speedwalking to the train station, impatiently waiting for shibuya station's stop before getting off and almost breaking into a run towards big bang burger. he's only a little bit out of breath when he spots yusuke, brow furrowed. ]
Yusuke? [ he doesn't look hurt, at least. ] What happened?
Last time we were in Mementos, you mentioned something about feeling envious of my persona. Would you like to ride a motorcycle in the real world? Not quite as impressive as Johanna, unfortunately.
I mentioned, didn't I? I have my license. It's not very powerful. I have a feeling Sae would be uncomfortable if I had anything too fancy. But yes, I have a real one.
I thought you were joking! But if you're really serious... yeah. I'd love to ride with you, Makoto. I wanna feel the wind through my hair, like a real rebel!
RYUJI
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b there soon
[ though he's normally unfashionably late to meetups, ryuji finds himself wanting to be right on time when it comes to akira. it gives them plenty of time to chill with his Best Bro, and that always feels nice. just ask akira is closing up, in comes ryuji. ]
Yo.
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What's up? For the record, Sojiro-san headed home awhile ago. Be grateful he isn't here to make you help with the chores. I'm just about done.
[ he polishes the last of the dishes and puts it away before untying his apron, hanging it up and turning around to move in front of the counter to give ryuji a fist bump. a smile is still curving his lips, brighter than usual, a smile that reaches his eyes behind his glasses. honestly, his mood is always brighter with ryuji around. he doesn't have a real explanation for it — it just is. he's never bothered to analyze it. ]
Anyway, I picked up a new video game the other day. That sound good to you?
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[ it's not even a lie - ryuji is a slob, and proud of it. though of course, that's not to say that he wouldn't help akira clean up a little if asked.
that fist bump is met with enthusiasm, of course. spending time at leblanc with his best friend was lightyears better than being at home, so it's near impossible to be in a sour mood. akira brought balance to his life, in a way. ]
As long as you're cool with getting your ass kicked, sure. Sounds great!
akira
Good evening. I hope I didn't wake you.
Could you meet me at the burger establishment in Shibuya? I believe it is called the "Big Bang Burger".
The alliteration is a bit much.
It's rather urgent.
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I'm on my way.
Is everything okay?
[ knowing yusuke's fragile living situation, he isn't really sure what to think. ]
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I would rather talk about this face to face.
[ well that's rather dour.. and foreboding. either way, after if akira texts yusuke again, he won't be getting a reply. there's a little offline icon next to his name too. looks like yusuke might have turned his phone off.
when akira arrives to the burger shop, yusuke is sitting in the corner staring intently at a piece of paper. ]
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he finds himself speedwalking to the train station, impatiently waiting for shibuya station's stop before getting off and almost breaking into a run towards big bang burger. he's only a little bit out of breath when he spots yusuke, brow furrowed. ]
Yusuke? [ he doesn't look hurt, at least. ] What happened?
Ann
Would you like to ride a motorcycle in the real world? Not quite as impressive as Johanna, unfortunately.
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You have a real one?
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It's not very powerful. I have a feeling Sae would be uncomfortable if I had anything too fancy.
But yes, I have a real one.
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But if you're really serious... yeah. I'd love to ride with you, Makoto.
I wanna feel the wind through my hair, like a real rebel!