Who: Riku and Shiki Misaki
Where: Skiki's Apartment (Following
this.)
Style: Third
Status: Closed // In Progress
The relationship he had found himself in - and when had he started thinking of it as a relationship instead of a friendship? Friendship, Riku, that's all this was. - was getting more and more... he wouldn't exactly call it interesting, by the day. Why was it the girls he became interested in always had to make things complicated? Some big secret that was being kept or wanting to share a papou fruit with his best friend. Things never seemed to go his way.
Either way, he had made his way from Espior into the city, searching out and located the building Shiki had told him she lived in quite easily. The trek upstairs was short, and before he knew it he was lowering his hood, shaking out the wayward snow out of his bright silver hair. The gloves came next, being stuffed down into his pockets before he lifted a hand to knock on the door. He had never been good at waiting, even for a simple door to open.