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[futago_nii]

*Hikaru walks up to a certain car on the train, a bag in his hand. His instincts tell him to turn around and run but he knows that's not an option.*

Damn christmas...

*he stares at the door in front of him for a while, before he opens it eventually.*

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[futago_ni]

*sitting on the bed writing and looks up, not sure who's at the door until it opens. There's a photo album sitting beside him which he flips shut, and he rests his sketch book against his chest as Hikaru comes in*

...hello.

[futago_nii]

Hi...

*closes the door and steps inside*

[futago_ni]

*scoots back to give him somewhere to sit down, bringing his stuff along with him*

...are you all right?

[futago_nii]

*he nods* Yeah, sure.

*sits down next to him, giving him the bag*

So..uhm..merry christmas.