It's a warm summer afternoon, not quite as warm or muggy as a summer day in Okinawa, but warm enough to make Riku think of one. He's just finished cooking up a dish of
chanpuru, which he set out on the kitchen table for whomever might want some lunch. And now he's sitting on the back porch, a book on entomology open on his knees, and a baseball and glove on the decking beside him, as well as a pitcher of lemonade and two plastic cups. He's up for a game of catch or a chat, if someone should come along.
Looking for a Zhane, but if anyone wants to send their pup to meet a teenaged vampire-boy who like books and baseball, feel free to give the typist a yelp.