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Shirai Reizo | 白井 雷三 (some_other_dog) wrote in disappear_rpg,

He did, in fact, kick it when his drink got stuck on the lip of the fall, and several more times until it tumbled down and he could kneel down and retrieve it. He eyed it warily and opened it away from him--towards her-- and then took a long swig, glancing down the corridor. More people were staring at the two of them. Could it be the kicks or the girls? Maybe his reputation has grown.

“Only thing I’ve done is ask people for money for the vending machine. It’s just the fourth day,” he complained, before he walked away once again and made for the stairs up to the roof.

He stopped at the top of the first flight of stairs and looked at her over his shoulder, speaking between drafts of the drink.

“Keep hanging around me and people ain’t gonna think much of you, ‘class rep.’”