Aug 23, 2006 20:10
"Fuck!"
His gloved hand connected with the wall before he dropped it, leaning his forehead against cool dark brick for a second.
He should have known she'd find out. Should have realised. Should have stopped sleeping around after the first time when he'd realised. He couldn't help it. Those women, all with Asuka... Neu's face with that man's name on their lips and it was pure reflex from there.
Yohji winced, feeling someting trickle beneath his glove. Standing up straight again, he tugged the glove off. Crap. Split knuckles. Just fucking great. Doubtless his day was only going to get worse. He sucked the blood away before stuffing his hand back into the glove.
More composed now, he stuffed his hands into the pockets of his mission coat, fingering the munny. A room then. Things always looked better in the morning, even if there was no flower shop to go back to. He'd never appreciated before exactly how theraputic working in the Koneko had been. Surrounded by living things that he'd helped to grow, laughing chattering girls with no worries.
Now, Second or First District first?
yohji kudoh,
roy mustang