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Before he came in…]
A young man with red hair bursts into the bar. A cloud of dust hovers around his tennis shoes, and the room behind him is dark-- a stark contrast with his bright white-and-blue tennis uniform.
"Huh? This isn't outside!"
Kikumaru Eiji has never seen a place like this before. It looks like a weird old-fashioned cafe or something. He rubs his eyes. Maybe he's dreaming. Or maybe today's practice wore him out more than he thought it had.
[Tiny Tags: Kikumaru Eiji, Moist von Lipwig, Jordan Kennedy]
[OOC: Open 'til it scrolls! ^^]