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insurmountable2022-10-17 11:43 pm
schmoozing) wrote in insurmountable2022-10-17 11:43 pm
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we'll try again // when we're not so different
[Ah, it's a boring day at work today.
But Thoma doesn't mind. In between customers, he's been tidying the place up. It always seems to be a mess when he comes back from a day off, at least in his eyes. The boba shop sparkles now, garnering praise from Ayato, the man who owns the business, and he really couldn't be happier for the praise. Though he hopes that his boss doesn't come back the next day with a "reward", which usually comes in the form of free lunch for Thoma, but somehow Ayato manages to find the strangest food for him to try.
And of course, he's far too nice to decline. It would be rude after all, to not eat the lunch that he's brought for Thoma, eating it and trying not to pull a face at some of the flavors that hit his tongue.
But despite that small inconvenience, Thoma likes his job, and it's even better from a certain someone who frequents the shop. His ears perk up when the door opens, a small bell ringing from the momentum of the door when it closes. A familiar head of golden hair enters, and Thoma's face brightens at the sight.]
Hey! I almost thought you weren't going to stop by today!
[Grinning, he quickly takes his place at the counter.]
What'll it be? The usual? Or do you want to try one of our new specialties today?
But Thoma doesn't mind. In between customers, he's been tidying the place up. It always seems to be a mess when he comes back from a day off, at least in his eyes. The boba shop sparkles now, garnering praise from Ayato, the man who owns the business, and he really couldn't be happier for the praise. Though he hopes that his boss doesn't come back the next day with a "reward", which usually comes in the form of free lunch for Thoma, but somehow Ayato manages to find the strangest food for him to try.
And of course, he's far too nice to decline. It would be rude after all, to not eat the lunch that he's brought for Thoma, eating it and trying not to pull a face at some of the flavors that hit his tongue.
But despite that small inconvenience, Thoma likes his job, and it's even better from a certain someone who frequents the shop. His ears perk up when the door opens, a small bell ringing from the momentum of the door when it closes. A familiar head of golden hair enters, and Thoma's face brightens at the sight.]
Hey! I almost thought you weren't going to stop by today!
[Grinning, he quickly takes his place at the counter.]
What'll it be? The usual? Or do you want to try one of our new specialties today?
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Not once does he hear anything that occurs during the night, and sunlight is streaming through his windows when he wakes. For a moment, he panics wondering if he's overslept and kept his guest waiting for him to wake up, but he soon discovers it's too early for that. Yawning and walking out of his room, he finds that Aether has disappeared save for a note that he picks up, feeling his stomach drop.
Meet me in the park at noon.
Thoma wonders what happened, why Aether had left the way he did. It can't be good, not with what happened yesterday. But there's not much they can do about it, especially since his friend has already gone. Breakfast is now out of the question, his appetite gone because of the worry that begins to plague his mind. Thoma tries to stay positive about it, but everything about this is worrisome.
At noon, he arrives, looking around for Aether, not knowing if he should be ready to grab his friend and run or if this is something good and they'll be able to make more sense of the situation.]