Masato Hijirikawa (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
pianosongs) wrote2013-05-31 07:45 am
pianosongs) wrote2013-05-31 07:45 am
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○ Fourth Wall ○
[Masato is just staring at the chaos going on around him. It's... strange, to know that there are so many people, especially when the city only looked a third of the way populated last night.
He also has a giant, five-foot-tall of melon bread. He's not sure where it came from, but he and his Karrablast are definitely just seated on a nearby bench, slowly working his way through this thing.]
...I can only imagine that I've fallen into some sort of disorienting dream. If that's the case, then I see no use in complaining.
[Yeah. Because melon bread. Want some?]
[OOC: TAGS WILL COME SUNDAY EVENING OR LATER.]
He also has a giant, five-foot-tall of melon bread. He's not sure where it came from, but he and his Karrablast are definitely just seated on a nearby bench, slowly working his way through this thing.]
...I can only imagine that I've fallen into some sort of disorienting dream. If that's the case, then I see no use in complaining.
[Yeah. Because melon bread. Want some?]
[OOC: TAGS WILL COME SUNDAY EVENING OR LATER.]
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[But he'll... gladly accept the milk. There's a moment of hesitation as he stares at it, because it's milk... but it's also flavored, which makes it a little better. In exchange, he holds out a package of melon bread.]
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Ah, thank you. My sister really liked this kind of bread. [ it makes him feel like he's in middle school again... ]