-kicks down a door- TURN OFF THE LIGHTS AND TURN OFF THE SHYNESS -crashes through a window- CAUSE ALL OF OUR MOVES MAKE UP FOR THE SILENCE -rips open shirt- AND OH, THE WAY YOUR MAKEUP STAINS MY PILLOWCASE -skydives through your roof- LIKE I’LL NEVER BE THE SAME
Kondou Shouri Today’s rehearsals complete. Somehow the two of us ended up doing a lot of stuff and staying out really late. We had all that rehearsal, and then we talked a bunch too. We wanted something sweet so we went to Starbucks~ This is actually my first time since coming to Tokyo.
The starlit sky is endless in front of your pilotchair within the rundown but dependable starship. It’s a quiet night, but one that had already seen its fair share of misdeeds. You’re a bit shaken in your seat. You suppose allowing yourself to be seduced by the criminal you were intending to cash in is cause enough for apprehension—and you, Jake English, professional bounty hunter, had to bloody go and do it TWICE.