exsiliumlogs | [closed] i think i'll breathe again

Date & Time: August 12th, evening
Location: Some in-town restaurant, Apartment 701
Characters: Haruto Souma & Kousuke Nitoh
Summary: Birthdays.
Warnings: Kissing???? I'll update if it needs it.

He'd actually made reservations--for six o'clock, with a restaurant he knew would take Transports, because he'd asked. (It had taken fewer than he'd thought--perhaps his good reputation was getting around?) He skips out on training, wanting to avoid exhaustion from mana overuse, and asks Oriko to help him bake a cake. He even locates birthday candles, though he doesn't decorate or anything.

He's dressed up enough to look nice. Not so nice he's afraid to get any of it wet, but there's a button-down shirt tucked properly into his pants, at least. His hair is, as always, impeccable, and he's picked up an umbrella actually big enough for two, instead of his small, lopsided usual.

"Kousuke," he calls, holding the small wrapped box holding Nitoh's present between his palms. "Are you ready to go?"

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"Yeah, yeah! Almost..." comes from Nitoh's shut door. He bought a couple things, cos even with layers upon layers, it probably gets colder here than it ever did in Tokyo, and Fukui's not much colder than Tokyo either. He walks out in a dark sweater over a dress shirt, along with a pair of nice, not ripped up jeans. Of course the shoes are still the boots, but he figures with the wetness... If he needs different shoes someday, he'll buy 'em. But not on Asami's bill.

He comes out carrying a wool jacket in green plaid. Not exactly his style, but if Haruto's right and it gets really cold in the winter, he's gonna need it. He hangs it up and poses just a little, palms out. "So what d'you think? I thought it might be a little too... I dunno, old fashioned, but it's nice and warm at least."

He shrugs his shoulders, where the new shirt is still bunching up a little. Then he tilts his head with a little smile, "I guess I gotta grow up someday!"

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