|spinningwheels (spinningwheels) wrote in psychomanteum,|
@ 2012-06-07 19:41:00
|Entry tags:||daichi, hideki|
Who: Daichi Misawa & Hideki Hirayasu
What: Meeting the new roommate.
Where: Boys' Dorm B-03.
When: March 10th, midday.
It had been a scant five minutes since Daichi's parents had left the dorm, with hugs and kisses and promises of a happy and glorious future at his new school.
It had taken Daichi roughly thirty seconds to dispel those notions as soon as his parents were out of visual range, and crumple back into his wheelchair, earphones plugged back into his ears as he listened to music.
His bed, the one on the far side of the room, had been neatly made by his parents, and the nearby closet and cubbyholes had been filled with his things. It looked homey, at least, as much as it could considering it was his half of a dorm room at a new school. Above his bed was a poster of the mildly popular American indie band, Glass Shattered Into Tiny Pieces. It was, he thought, about as good as it could get.
For a moment, he considered jumping into bed, to hide if and when his roommate arrived, but the electric wheelchair was a dead giveaway. Plus, it was better to get embarrassing and upsetting conversations out of the way up front. Whoever the Hideki person he'd been assigned to room with was, he figured that their first meeting would go better if he was up front about this, at least.
And so, Daichi spun his chair around, aiming the front at the door, so he'd see the other boy when he came in. There were some side benefits to rooming with the handicapped kid, he thought, wryly. For one, there was an attached bathroom, and the room itself was somewhat roomier than the others, or so he'd be told. Whatever the case, he did seem to have plenty of room to manuever in, which was a positive.
Pulling his earphones out, and putting them and his music player in the front basket of his chair, Daichi waited. Hearing a clatter down the hallway, he gritted his teeth, and prepared himself.